"A hover," she said, still holding her breath. Did he like it? Did he hate it? She was being stupid and paranoid, so she was going to stop that now. It was useful, and that was what mattered; he wasn't going to care that it didn't look all that pretty. Right, then. "They've been springing up all over Spira. Lots of people don't mind machina as much, any more, and they make it easier to travel the Highroad. I asked for blueprints, and then I had to try to ... make this one out of scrap metal."

That had been an adventure.

"You see the fan?" she said, walking closer and pointing to the biggest part of the vehicle, the one that he couldn't possibly have missed. "The motor spins it, and the air pushes. The cage is there to keep things like branches or birds from flying into the propeller. You're actually skimming along above the ground, so it takes less oomph to get going. So long as you've got a really flat surface. And ... you guys still have roads, yeah? So ... as long as everything works ..."