It was Tal's turn to make a face, and though he tried to hide it he didn't do a very good job. His nose wrinkled up and his lips twitched in the temptation to scowl at the mere thought of the Peregrine crashing--
But Sohalia's sincere enjoyment of the flight up to that point made it hard to take serious offense. He gave a soft huff of offended pride - sounding suspiciously like his dragon - before he relaxed one muscle at a time until he could give her a rueful shrug. "Dunno," he admitted. "I've never been on a ship that's crashed, or even seen it happen." He kept an eye on the way ahead, nudging the wheel gentle to the left to follow the Symphony's curve around a massive oak. Soon they'd be high enough to not have to worry about the branches, but for now his attention was all for the trees. "I figure it'd be kinda like a wagon or sled crashin', though. Anythin' not secured might go over the side. A skyship'd have t'be pretty fucked up for the magic holdin' 'er aloft t'fail, though. If it did, well... you'd probably fall right along with it, 'less y'had wings."
Boreal circled back, flying a lazy loop around the ship as her companion spoke and keeping an eye on the little craft's keel to make sure it was free of any reaching twigs from the mischievous trees.
But Sohalia's sincere enjoyment of the flight up to that point made it hard to take serious offense. He gave a soft huff of offended pride - sounding suspiciously like his dragon - before he relaxed one muscle at a time until he could give her a rueful shrug. "Dunno," he admitted. "I've never been on a ship that's crashed, or even seen it happen." He kept an eye on the way ahead, nudging the wheel gentle to the left to follow the Symphony's curve around a massive oak. Soon they'd be high enough to not have to worry about the branches, but for now his attention was all for the trees. "I figure it'd be kinda like a wagon or sled crashin', though. Anythin' not secured might go over the side. A skyship'd have t'be pretty fucked up for the magic holdin' 'er aloft t'fail, though. If it did, well... you'd probably fall right along with it, 'less y'had wings."
Boreal circled back, flying a lazy loop around the ship as her companion spoke and keeping an eye on the little craft's keel to make sure it was free of any reaching twigs from the mischievous trees.
