Miles leans on August's shoulder.

AUGUST: "Well, if you can make yourself light as a feather, I could fly you home?"

MILES: "Deal!"

Miles gets all sparkly, presumably because she has magically made herself very light somehow. August princess-carries her through the night sky.

MILES: "You're not gonna drop me, are you?"

AUGUST: "Of course not!!"

MILES: "Pfft, you're such a gentleman flying me home like this."