"Are you sure this is safe?!"
Seth winced slightly as his sister screamed in his ear. She was sitting behind him as they flew on Omelette's back, the rest of their travel companions galloping along the ground beneath. He kept them a little separate from the others, not just so he could get some privacy to reconnect with his sister, but because he could feel the constant weird looks. They weren't just from Erik either, every one in his party kept looking up at the Wyvern with suspicious and curious expressions.
Even Astra, although Seth suspected that she had different reasons than the rest.
As they flew, Ophelia had her arms locked underneath his armpits like she was a backpack, and squeezing so tight that it might actually fix his chronically terrible posture.
