"Whatever I do?" Her grin broadens, the tip of her tongue peeking between her fangs. That's what she likes to hear. One of her favorite things about him is how he's often so willing to play along with her.

"Well, if that's the case..." She releases his hand and takes a step backwards onto the ledge, stretching her arms out to her sides. Her own heart races now, but not with uncertainty or worry, but with the thrill of a challenge. The fall before flight was always the most exhilarating part for her, but without her own ability to fly anymore, she's perfectly happy to substitute her wings for another's-- especially his. One might consider this idea tempting death, but she would never play games like this if she didn't have some sort of contingency plan in place. Besides, she knows she won't need it; Alfred has this in the bag.

"Full Send it is~" One foot off the ledge, she allows the breeze to take her, sending her over the edge and towards the ground below.