He pointed at the unmarked snow all around. "No running start," he said. "He lifted that
aircraft
of his straight up!"
She looked at his face, around at the snow, up at the sky, and back at his face, worriedly. "Is that possible, Hakan?"
He started to say something but instead shut his mouth and looked at her for a long, long time. Then he reached out and hugged her to him, pushing his face into her hair.
"No," he whispered. "No, it isn't."