“Are you still in the seat?” He asked, in all seriousness. She looked down, her seat belt still fastened, her back still against the plush chair, and then her eyes returned to Chanyeol. This time, when she looked at him, he looked different. Less like a fantasy and more like a reality. The dreamy glow had subsided, replaced by the natural one he always had. She nodded in response to his question. “Then that should be your answer.”