Prism's manages to distract herself with her laughter, letting Amane pass as Prism settles into third. Flipping around midair, a sudden boost of air in the opposite direction slows her down significantly - enough so she when she lightly collides with the library's wall, it's enough she can kick off and float back to the ground. "Honestly, just try to remember we're all still students here. Most of my budget goes towards ammo and repair for my rifle so - well, basically nothing too expensive, alright?"
She finishes the sentence with a smile, alighting to the ground and taking the chance to stretch her wings out, her arms overhead. "And hey, don't knock the wings - it just so happens you're built for speed. But still Calen, not too shabby there - you put up an impressive show." Prism finishes the sentence with something of a teasing smile, and approaches the boy - offering the winner of the race a respectful handshake.