[ The feeling of being raised up in the air rather quickly takes her by surprise, but not enough to frighten her. Alice was mostly fearless, with the exception of fire and stigma. At the moment, she regrets not tying back her long hair, which is thrown in her face and Alice doesn't make the motion to pull it out of her face, only toss it back to get a better look of the world bellow. If anything, she likes the thrill and the sight of being high up, thinking to herself that women in London couldn't handle such a sight. Any sudden movements remind Alice she really does have to tighten her grip, nearly laughing at herself for forgetting to do so. ]
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Remind me next time to pull my hair back.
[ It's only a slight annoyance, but manageable. ]