He would wait a little longer. Wait until the kid was right on his ass to speed up again. For now, however... he found no particular reason to hurry. Just sit back and let the wind take you. Don't worry about anything else... it was actually quite enjoyable. Was this what Zack wanted from him so bad? To have this kind of weightless feeling in the air, of freedom?

No... Angeal Hewley was never free. Not even here. Trapped in a domed city with darkness looming in every corner. But things like this were small victories. He would take any chance he could find.

He fought back the urge to laugh when the kid nearly skated into a door, moving to rise up over the building in an arc and making sure to maintain his distance for the time being. He didn't think there was any way the kid could leap up to a rooftop with that thing, so he simply glided across, not even bothering to flap for altitude.

This was... fun.