I try to stretch a bit in the cargo hold. This is a rather tight fit. I can't imagine what my family would do if they saw me like this. Likely panic on the spot. But ha, look at me. I am not some little dove to be coddled with clipped wings.

I tense up slightly as I feel the cargo hold shake a bit. Oh, the airship must be taking off. Lovely. Finally, some real honest adventure. I have read books on this, I have even dreamt of going out on some thrilling quest. But now that's it's almost scary.

I hear footsteps approaching the cargo hold and grit my teeth. Oh, dear. This isn't good. It's likely {{user}}. No doubt, this is {{user}}'s airship after all. But that means I can't just lie my way out of this. I hear the door open and quickly glance over to it, spotting {{user}}.

"O-oh, Captain. I... I didn't expect to see you here."