Aria swallowed hard. The mirror was no her friend today, but then again, when was it ever? She felt ridiculous. Sure, she agreed to try the damn thing on, but now that she was wearing it, she whole-heartedly regretted it. She didn't even know how to put half of this armor on!

"Where do these pieces even go?" she said to herself, holding up several long pieces of the burnished orange armor. She felt like this probably shouldn't have been so complicated, she was smart, she should be able to figure this out! "Maybe Baymax can help me. Doe he even know how these parts go on?"

"Aria, c'mon, how does it fit?" Hiro was leaning against the bathroom door, impatiently waiting for Aria to emerge. He'd finally convinced her to try on the suit he'd designed for her, in light of…recent events. She'd agreed that she probably would need more protection than regular clothes if they were gonna track down Ome. But she'd been hiding in the bathroom for a while now. "I wanna seeee!" he whined, like a kid, and behind the door, Aria stifled a small smile.

"I look stupid," she said lamely, reluctant to show him. "And I don't know how some of this armor goes on. Ug, why'd you make it so complicated?"

"Well, come out and I'll help you. You got the under armor on, right?" Aria frowned, tugging at the stretchy black synthetic fabric that covered her from neck to toe.

"…Yeah," she finally replied, and let out a long sigh. "Hiro, I'm a simple girl. Jeans and a tshirt, that's all I need. I feel like Catwoman's fashion-blind sister in this!" She scowled as she heard Hiro stifle a chuckle. "Don't laugh!"

"C'mon, Aria, I can't help if you don't come out. Besides, I'm sure you look fine!" There was a long pause, and when she didn't immediately open the door, he continued. "More than fine. It probably looks great on you. But I'll never know, because you won't come out!"

"Okay! Okay, fine!" The doorknob turned slowly, the lock clicking out of place, and she finally emerged, her face red and her shoulder's hunched. "Happy?" she asked.

"Very!" Hiro reached for the armful of armor she had. "Here, let me help you. You've got the chest plate on upside down, you know." She bristled, her mouth puckering into a pout.

"Well, I didn't know!" she said defensively. "Excuse me for never needing to wear armor in my normal everyday life!" Hiro laughed at this, and held up one of the longer pieces Aria had been struggling with earlier.

"Hip plate," he said, and before she could flinch away from him, he clipped it onto the port by her left hip. It fit snuggly against her side, wrapping around to the small of her back, and down her left thigh. He reached to snap the other in place, but Aria took it from his hands.

"I can do this one," she said, bending to get a better look at the right hip port. She struggled to get the mechanism to snap for a minute, and finally she got it into place.

"And here, lemme just flip this." Hiro reached up, unclipping the chest plate from the back piece of her armor, flipping it, and then fitting it back around her chest. All the while Aria was still as a stone.

'He's totally touching me!' her brain screamed, not sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. 'Keep it together, keep it together, don't act or say something weird!' Once it was on correctly, she had to admit that it was more comfortable. It was pretty simple, extending from shoulder to shoulder, around her ribcage, coming to a stop a few inches above her belly button. It left her upper arms bare, or as bare as they could be, seeing as she was wearing that damn catsuit underneath. But her wrists and forearms were incased in similarly orange armor, and she wondered if these gauntlets were programmed like her channellers.

"Okay, great. Yeah, this looks good! Now all you need is the shoes and helmet, which are down in the garage. C'mon," he motioned for her to follow, and she did so reluctantly. Even if he said it looked good, she still felt ridiculous and silly. Damn Hiro. Damn him and his stupid, tight-fitting suit.

"Does my regulator fit into the helmet?" she asked.

"No, but don't worry. The helmet has one built in. Spent all night trying to fit it in there, but it's finally done!" Descending the stairs into the tiny workshop, Hiro snatched said helmet off of the desk, tossing it back and forth between hands for a moment, before tossing it to Aria, who only barely caught it. "Try it on! See how you like it!"

"Why's my armor so orange?" she asked, inspecting the device. It was, indeed, quite orange.

"Well, no particular reason. We all kinda have different colored armor; I'm purple, Baymax is red, Honey's pink, Gogo's yellow, Wasabi's green, Fred's blue. Orange was the only color we hadn't used yet." He sat back in his swivel chair, watching Aria inspect the inside of the helmet, before taking off her regulator and slipping it over her head. He had to admit, she did look pretty good in that outfit, and orange did suit her. Her short hair only just barely stuck out the underside.

"Ugg, my own voice is so loud in here," she said, making a face. "Do I really sound like this?"

"You're voice isn't anywhere near as grating as hearing Fred's through the microphone, believe me," Hiro laughed, pushing off from the desk and sliding over to the 3D printer. "Here, try the boots on. They've been programmed just like the gauntlets, so you should be able to channel the radiation through your legs and feet as well now."

"I don't really see the point of that," she mumbled, taking the boots, and slipping them on. They came to her knees, with a cap at the top to protect her kneecaps. There was no heel, thank God, they were just flat. "Why would I need to channel he magnetism through my feet?"

"Oh…I have a theory," Hiro said vaguely, and Aria instantly had a bad feeling. Hiro's ideas could be hit or miss, and she was worried.

"Hiro," she said, a warning in her voice, but he just grinned.

"No, no, trust me! Baymax is gonna help, this is a really good idea!"

"…Well, I guess as long as you're not gonna be chucking me off the side of a building, it can't be too bad of an idea, right?" She smiled warily, but Hiro didn't say anything. His eyes did dart to Baymax, though.

"I am not jumping off the roof of a building, Hiro!" Aria was as far away from the edge as possible, holding onto the chimney for dear life. Baymax was suited up, as was Hiro, the latter, holding his hand out to Ari. They were on the roof of the Lucky Cat Café, three stories up, and Aria was not budging. "You're crazy!"

"No, seriously, trust me, I won't let you fall!" Hiro said. "Last night with Ome got me thinking; if the ground, the Earth, has this crazy magnetic charge, you could be able to tap into it! All you need to do is, well…repel yourself. From the ground. Then you'd be levitating!"

"That's crazy!" she repeated, holding on tighter.

"Aria," He got closer. "Please. You've gatta trust me on this. If you can't do it, Baymax and I will catch you. I wouldn't let you get hurt. You know that, right?" His voice was softer now, and it did seem to lull Aria into a greater sense of security. But she was still reluctant.

"I'm…I'm not like Ome," she said, eyes flickering over the edge of the rooftop. "I can't do the stuff he did. I don't know how he did those things, but…I'm not that powerful!"

"Aria, you're only as powerful as you limit yourself to be," Hiro said, taking her hands in his, like he did before. "You CAN do this. I know you can."

"…Just…catch me when I fall, okay?"

"You won't need me to." He smiled as Aria slowly approached the edge. Climbing onto Baymax's back, the two were at the ready, in case Aria needed it.

'In, two three four. Hold, two three four. Out, two three four.' Repeating her breathing pattern from last night, Aria attempted to shut everything out. The noises from the street, the sunshine, her own heavily beating heart. She listened for the breeze, trying to calm herself. And, like last night, she attempted once again to sync up with that power she'd felt so deep in the Earth. It was there, on the edge of her consciousness, and perhaps that was enough. Clearing her mind of everything except for that feeling, she took a single step off the edge.

"Baymax!" Hiro gasped, as Aria immediately fell, disappearing over the edge and from their view. Baymax was quick, engaging thrusters immediately, but they hadn't needed to. As soon as they jumped to action, mid-dive of the dive of the roof, they saw her. She had fallen a few feet, but seemed to have halted herself. She was stumbling pretty hard, her hands thrown out in front of her, like she was steading herself on a table. "Aria…God, you scared me!"

"You don't think I didn't scare myself!?" she asked, eyes wide, staring at the alleyway below her. "I don't really know what I'm doing right now, but I sure hope to God I don't stop doing whatever it is!"

"This is great! You're doing great!" Hiro said, and Baymax hovered lower, so they were on the same level with Aria. "Okay, take my hand! I'll hold onto you, and you just walk, okay?"

"I don't think I can!" she squeaked, throat tight with fear.

"You can! Look at what you're already doing! I know you can!" He reached out himself, taking hold of one of her hands. She in turn squeezed hand for all she was worth, holding on as tightly as she could. She felt as if her stomach had dropped to her feet, and her heart was beating too quickly to count the beats. She was even too terrified to feel elated that Hiro was holding her hand. "Okay, good! Now just a step forward," he prompted, nodding in encouragement. Her eyes darted to his briefly, before returning to the ground. "Stop looking at the ground; just look at me, okay? I won't let you fall."

Aria dragged her eyes away from the ground, trying to keep them steady on Hiro's. His face was so encouraging, like the idea that she might fail had never even crossed his mind. It was slightly calming. Just slightly. Enough for her to feel confident enough to take a single step. Concentrating hard, she pushed off from her other foot, and took a second.

"Perfect! Look at you!" Hiro praised, elated that his idea was working.

"I'm doing it," she gasped, grinning. "Ha! I'm actually doing it!"

"I knew you could! Now, how about you try on your own?" He snatched his hand out of Aria's grasp while she wasn't paying attention, and again, she threw her hands out in front of her, now that she had no one to lean on. But she didn't need to; she was still upright.

"Hiro, come back!" she said, grabbing for him again, but he and Baymax were hovering several feet away now.

"You have to catch me if you wanna lean on me!" Hiro called.

"I'm gonna fall!"

"No! Aria, you won't!" He held his hand out to her, inviting her to come closer. She knew if she did start to fall, he wouldn't let her hit the ground, but the thought of losing her control over…whatever it was that she was controlling, terrified her.

"Stay there!" she called, shakily taking another step. And another. She was walking cautiously through the air, but as she got closer, she grew a little bolder, and her gait became a little more natural. But as soon as Hiro and Baymax were in reach, they retreated again. "Hey!"

"I said you'd have to catch me!" Hiro smirked. Aria's eyebrows furrowed, but she was feeling more confident with this now. She took steps quicker now, almost jogging, and each time Hiro and Baymax retreated, she sped up. Soon, he and Baymax were cruising at a decent speed, as Aria ran behind them. She did falter a few times, but each time she caught herself before she fell any more than a few feet. She also found herself naturally gaining and losing altitude to try and stay level with Hiro and Baymax. Eventually, they were too far away from the Lucky Cat Café to see it anymore.

"You're getting a little high," Aria called after them, as she chased them higher, as if climbing stairs.

"That's the point!" Hiro answered, instructing Baymax to slow down. Aria reached up, thinking he was going to take her hand and bring her back down to the ground, finally. But as soon as he took her hand in his, Baymax took off, up and over the rooftops of the surrounding buildings.

"What are you doing!?" she shrieked, glad that her helmet was keeping the wind from her eyes.

"Pushing you farther!" Hiro yelled back, as Aria was towed along with Baymax, as they left the city, and flew out over the bay. "This is it! Keep yourself balanced! You got this!"

"Hiro, what are you…don't! Don't let me g-" Before Aria could finish screaming, Hiro had released her hand, slingshotting her out over the water. She threw her hands out again, thinking she would need to cushion her head from the impact she would inevitably have with the water. But as her eyes remained squeezed shut, she was surprised that she hadn't yet hit anything.

"Open your eyes!" Hiro said over the microphone in her helmet. Slowly cracking them open, she looked down to see the water skimming below her, yet she wasn't getting closer to it. Opening them all the way and looking up, she realized she was skimming along the water like a dragonfly, and it nearly took her breath away. "Keep your hands down at 45 degree angles, that's what's keeping you up," Hiro instructed. "And you might wanna think about turning soon, there's a barge up ahead."

"I'm flying! I'm freaking flying!" she shrieked, delighted and frightened and mystified all at once.

"Seriously, think about turning!" Looking up finally to see the approaching boat, Aria's hands flinched to the left out of reflex, and immediately, she veered right. A little too right. "Whoa, whoa, keep steady! Don't take turns so hard!"

"This is my first time doing this, don't get all preachy on me!" she said back, taking another turn, softer this time. "I still have to get the hang of this!"

"Well, regardless of the turns, you're doing amazing, Aria!" Baymax descended from where they'd been keeping an eye on her from above, to fly level with Aria. Hiro grinned at her from the robot's back. "You never cease to amaze me, Aria! I didn't know if this would really work!"

"What!? You flung me out here when you didn't know if I would actually stay in the air!?"

"I would have caught you!" She reached out and tried to smack Hiro's helmet, but she started to destabilize without both hands held out and underneath her. "Careful!"

"Hmph." She turned away, a small smirk still on her lips. She started to take a small turn to the left, looking like she was going to collide with Hiro and Baymax. But at the last second, she rolled, speeding up with the momentum of the spin, and cutting the two of them off completely. Rocketing off in her new direction, Hiro could hear her laugh over the microphone. "Your turn to catch me!" she sang, and Hiro grinned.

"You're on!"

Aria couldn't keep the stupid grin off of her face. It felt so easy now. Her feet felt cemented to the metal shell of the wind turbine one moment, and as soon as she thought otherwise, she could lift it up, no problem. Strolling to the edge of the massive turbine, as if floated a thousand feet above the bay, she stooped, her hand making full contact with the surface of the metal. Grabbing hold magnetically with both hands, she swung herself over the edge, and planted her feet on the side. Straightening up, she began to walk, as if everything was completely normal, around the underside of the turbine. She came full loop, coming to a stop beside Hiro and Baymax on the other side.

"You're taking to this quicker than I expected," Hiro said, smiling up at her. She plopped down beside him, crossing her legs, and leaned back on her arms.

"I feel like Spiderman," she said, both exhilarated and relaxed at the same time.

"You kind of are."

"I've never had this much power before," she continued, looking out over the bay, as the sun sunk lower in the sky. "I've always been, you know. Small. Weak. Quiet. I'm not usually the type to do adventurous stuff, you know, or do big things like this. It's…fun. It's fun to do great big things, like, learn that you can fly. Ha!" She shook her head, and took her helmet off, letting her hair fly loose in the wind. "I couldn't have even imagined this a year ago!"

"Me neither." Hiro was smiling his crooked smile, the gap in his front teeth showing. "You're one of the most extraordinary people I've ever met."

"Well, I am one of the only two living magnets you've ever met," she pointed out mildly, heart already racing from the adrenaline.

"Not just that," Hiro replied, causing Aria's breath to catch in her throat. "You're an incredibly brave person, Aria. To seek me out, try all this experimental technology. To do this!" He motioned to her suit. "You're powers are great, yeah. But it's you, you know, that really makes it amazing. Not everyone can just run head-first into the unknown like this."

"I wouldn't really say I ran head first," she said, turning her head away, a blush sneaking up on her. "It was more like, dragged, kicking and screaming into the unknown."

"Hey, don't be modest." He shifted to lay his hand on top of hers, nearly causing Aria to have a heart attack, right then and there. "Don't sell yourself short. I think you're great." Aria's eyes were huge, and her mouth started to open. But her brain wasn't completely wired to her mouth in that moment, and before she had a chance to say something stupid and embarrass herself, she stood suddenly, shoving her helmet back on her head.

"Let's get more practice in!" she said quickly, and before Hiro could protest, she took a few steps, and pushed off of the turbine. He scrambled to the edge, to watch her take a graceful nosedive, before she dipped and rolled, straightening out, and launching through the air, over the bay.

"That girl," he said, a laugh on the edge of his voice. "C'mon, Baymax. Let's catch up."