Ochako would never let either of her two friends fall, it's true. Even if her concentration breaks, she would push herself past any limit to make absolutely sure they remained safe and never hit the ground hard enough to really harm themselves. Smiling at the faith they have in her, though it's also a bit strained as well, she nods and gives each of them a light tap with one hand, the pinkish glow of her fingertips signaling the activation of her magic. It really is so much easier if she just totally mimics her quirk.

As the two begin to float up, Ochako uses the magic on herself as well, and she joins her friends in the air as they breach the treetops, perhaps a good thirty or so feet in the air. Looking from Momo to Kirishima, to gauge their expressions, Ochako nods.

"Everyone okay? We can start moving at any time, but let me know if you get uncomfortable, okay?" And with their heading via means of Momo's compass, Ochako directs their flight that way.