"Yeah, fine." Kate upchins at her, directing her out of the now open bathsyphere into the corridor that led out into Fort Frolic's Atrium. The Hub of Fort Frolic.

"I just don't like rides. Like, anything not under my control. Give me a bike, I'm great. Tilt-a-Whirl, I'll toss every time." Why, well, some of it's just the control thing. But there's other things. About Thad and the things that happened at carnivals.