I agree, thought Nima, though obviously for different reasons. She thought longingly of the currents of air that should have been holding her aloft, and was aware of her powerful attachment to her own body.

Now that was a material attachment she hadn't much considered.

She landed on the roof and began leaping rooftops, making her way towards the Western Air Temple. It was going to take a while, but the journey would surely be worth it, as journeys always were in the end.