From cover-to-cover, artist-to-artist, we see unbridled joy on Faith/Zephyr's face whenever she is airborne. How is such a Rubenesque figure soaring to these heights, you may ask? How is gravity defied with such a disregard to physics? Is it "flying and a bit of kinda-sorta-maybe telekinesis?" The answer is, "Who the hell cares?" If flying is what you do, if flying is what you are, and if flying is what you love, disregard the naysayers. Fat, skinny, old, young, male, female, whatever " just have a little faith, put on your cape, and kick some bad guy ass. And keep smiling all the while.