[ Claude's learned enough by now, he thinks, to read some of Geralt's mannerisms far better than he could the first time they'd spoken. After they both take flight, and aside from keeping a careful eye to make sure Geralt's still doing alright on his own, it does seem clear enough to Claude this is something being enjoyed. He's a quick learner for having never flown before, which makes it easier to start them on a loop around the monastery's spires at an easy enough pace to start out with. ]

Effective, probably, if our battalions are anything to go by. [ Said thoughtfully as he looks at Buri contemplating the fishing pond below them while looping the reins loosely around the horn on the saddle before looking out into the Horizon's skies before them. It feels strange to be here in the air without other groups on watch following their own routes around the grounds - but then again, they're not at the actual monastery, are they? ] Pegasi are also popular in Fodlan, and knights either ride them if not wyverns to attack from above or horses to be the usual ground based cavalry.

[ Entirely too capable when it comes to war or otherwise, more or less, and able to be trained to be ready to be taken into battle. Times like right now would be his preference if only the world allowed for it. Maybe someday, but in the meantime he can let his thoughts wander a bit. ]

I grew up around wyverns so getting to chance to ride one was a big deal to kid me back in the day. It sounds like a bad line out of some novel when said aloud, but the magic of flying never has worn off for me. One thing I miss thanks to being here is being able to take flight and see everything from above. I suppose it's much like looking up at the night sky and realizing how small and manageable everything seems in comparison.