[Honestly, she isn't sure what to expect when the scales begin to glow, but it isn't him transforming into the silver lindworm. She steps back to give him space, stumbling a little in surprise when he finally does fully take on the form. Her wide eyes move over him, lingering on the spots of black scales on his body. It's been a while since she's seen him like this, and she's forgotten how beautiful he was...
So there's a stretch of time where she stares before she remembers that they are likely more pressed on time, and she wanders over to run her fingers over the scales, pausing on a black patch, before she clumsily starts to climb onto his back.
... This is so much easier to do when she's not tiny.]
Okay. I'm on. [She makes a small sound of discomfort as she pushes herself up and wraps her arms around him to hold on.] You're sure about this?
[Mostly just because she doesn't want him to hurt himself.]
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So there's a stretch of time where she stares before she remembers that they are likely more pressed on time, and she wanders over to run her fingers over the scales, pausing on a black patch, before she clumsily starts to climb onto his back.
... This is so much easier to do when she's not tiny.]
Okay. I'm on. [She makes a small sound of discomfort as she pushes herself up and wraps her arms around him to hold on.] You're sure about this?
[Mostly just because she doesn't want him to hurt himself.]