Red didn't quite collapse once she got back into the sleigh, but she sat down hard, opting to loop her seatbelt around her arm rather than let go of the Transistor long enough to actually buckle it.

She really needed to practice doing that time-slow move more when they got back, try and get to a point where it wouldn't drain her so badly.

She asked Kon if they were clear in a slightly off-key flute, hoping the sound reached him, her free hand gripping the Transistor's handle tightly.