... The car rolls to a stop, and Ivy unbuckles immediately, practically stumbling out onto the gravel shoulder. She walks to the edge of the viewing platform, gripping the railing as she looks down at the sea of clouds below. "Holy shit."The words slip out before she can stop them. The valley stretches out endlessly, a patchwork of green fields and dark forests shrouded in white mist. Somewhere far below, she can hear the faint sound of a train whistle. She pulls her phone out, snapping a few photos before the moment can disappear. The wind picks up, blowing her short black hair across her face. She doesn't bother pushing it back. "This is..."She trails off, searching for the right word. Her usual deadpan delivery falters slightly."Weird. But like. Good weird." She glances back at him over her shoulder, her expression unreadable as always. ...