[Despite the chaos and destruction below, Lyria's joy at the experience gives Joshua a small measure of calm. Still, he remains focused on the task at hand: ensuring a smooth flight and watching for potential dangers.]
I'm glad you're enjoying the ride, Lady Lyria.
[There's a warmth to his voice. It's a stark contrast to the destruction below, but almost necessary--something to hold onto. Conversely, the fretfulness in Tifa's tone keeps everything in perspective.]
[Joshua begins his descent, wings beating with measured strength to avoid damaging the branches. It's not the most graceful of landings (he's out of practice, and there's only so much space), but it's safe, and that's what matters.]
I'll stand guard while you fetch what you need. Once you're ready, we shall depart to save Eustace.
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I'm glad you're enjoying the ride, Lady Lyria.
[There's a warmth to his voice. It's a stark contrast to the destruction below, but almost necessary--something to hold onto. Conversely, the fretfulness in Tifa's tone keeps everything in perspective.]
[Joshua begins his descent, wings beating with measured strength to avoid damaging the branches. It's not the most graceful of landings (he's out of practice, and there's only so much space), but it's safe, and that's what matters.]
I'll stand guard while you fetch what you need. Once you're ready, we shall depart to save Eustace.
[He dips his head so his eye can catch Tifa's.]
And we will save him.