They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
"This is the first one and we're not sure if there's a way for her to bring more than one extra person."
"It is nice! We have people who want to meet you - government and school people and people who write things for everyone to read and learn what is happening in the world."