[ Saber is a little confused as she watches him sniff around and slip under her wings. Maybe a little wary. But she's also happy to indulge him. The full moon gives her a sense of joy, of excitement, to be sharing this with another. She reaches down with a hand to feel the fur along his back, curiously letting it run through her fingers. ]

I haven't tried yet; I've been busy. But perhaps I should practice when I'm not beneath the branches of this forest.

[ She gives her wings a little flap. They don't lift her off of the ground, but she's not trying for that. ]

That would be something - to be able to fly at will and without the use of technology.

[ She shakes her head. ]

Listen to me - finding joy in this. I wouldn't have thought I would, when I arrived here. And you - you seem... happier than I've known you.