Jane's nose had wrinkled up. The smell of puke was thoroughly unpleasant and she herself had been queasy. She hadn't meant to let her nose get ahead of her after Cait had gotten sick. She doesn't take Batman's hand but she offers him a tiny smile before she hops out of the plane.
"Okay. I don't know my way around so I guess you should lead the way, Cait," Jane offers up that with a faint nod while taking in a cleansing breath of air.
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