It is impressive, isn't it! Don't worry; she's figured out that her usual skirts and dresses don't work out if you are going to fall slowly through the air. A parachute situation occurs. So she is wearing culottes, and you're welcome.

Once she's back on the ground, she has to think, bobbing slightly where she is, like a displaced helium balloon. "Oh, I don't..."

Hold on! Let her test. Obviously he was the right person to come to about all of this, because he is already asking questions Gela hadn't thought about. She goes up again, and comes down, thinking hard, deliberately trying to make herself fall faster, but she descends at the same, gentle rate: a leaf falling from a tree.

"No," is her conclusion, hands going to her hips, "It just happens, I suppose. I tried to make myself fall faster just now.

Do you know what's happenin'?"