[ That familiar protest gets nothing but answering laughter from him in return. And then it hits him: it's not only that he's missed flying, but that he's missed this, specifically. This easiness to everything, less of having to feel on guard for what might come next (even if that feeling's solely one of his own creation), Hilda's retorts keeping him on his toes in a different, far more welcome way. In this moment all those things he's withholding feel like they don't weigh so much, feel much farther away than something hanging over them.
If he had the words for it - if mentioning it wouldn't complicate things even more because of how much else is attached to it beyond just being here - Claude might shout them across to Hilda and hope the wind wouldn't carry them away like everything else. Maybe it's enough to have this small bit of relief for now.
Of course, it also helps when Adelheid gives one giant swoop of her wings to advance ever so slightly in front. At first, because when the wyvern realizes she's taken the lead she seems to double down on it to continue their advance as the mountain draws ever closer. The temperature changes slightly and now he has to shiver. Whoever created this snow sure did a great job of making it realistic.
Adelheid must not care for it either, or maybe it's just Claude's dislike of cold coming through even if he doesn't know her feelings on weather, since when they loop around the peak to return Waffle's pulled into first place. Now it's his turn to lean down even if Adelheid's already working to catch up, and the grin he flashes Hilda if she looks over towards him is all too real in its exhilaration. ]
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If he had the words for it - if mentioning it wouldn't complicate things even more because of how much else is attached to it beyond just being here - Claude might shout them across to Hilda and hope the wind wouldn't carry them away like everything else. Maybe it's enough to have this small bit of relief for now.
Of course, it also helps when Adelheid gives one giant swoop of her wings to advance ever so slightly in front. At first, because when the wyvern realizes she's taken the lead she seems to double down on it to continue their advance as the mountain draws ever closer. The temperature changes slightly and now he has to shiver. Whoever created this snow sure did a great job of making it realistic.
Adelheid must not care for it either, or maybe it's just Claude's dislike of cold coming through even if he doesn't know her feelings on weather, since when they loop around the peak to return Waffle's pulled into first place. Now it's his turn to lean down even if Adelheid's already working to catch up, and the grin he flashes Hilda if she looks over towards him is all too real in its exhilaration. ]