"Won't this glass break from all those rock-hard ice drops?" Gem asked while looking worriedly at the slightly abstract glass in front of them.
"Don't worry, it won't. It's made of glass, crystal, and recycled plastic," Venedette said and smiled at her before looking at the hail storm outside of the tall and wide windshield again.
Since they were flying just between the stratosphere and the troposphere or tropopause for short, the Levi-Yacht was actually sweeping premature ice bullets from the clouds instead of getting hit by it while passing by below the clouds where the temperature was lower than up there.
And although it might be better for the Levi-Yacht to go higher and fly on the stratosphere, Venedette thought risking her children's life and oxygen supply just to keep the Levi-yacht squeaky clean wouldn't be that worth it.