He managed not to flinch, at least. While he still wasn't used to flesh and blood dragons, the girls back home had gotten into his face on multiple occasions. And in Have's case, he was lucky to still have a face at all.

He smiled softly. "It's...amazing. Just the wind and the clouds-weightless. Free. Like there's nothing in the whole world that can stop you."

Maybe not the wind. At least, not the sort that sent you spiraling to your death. But the normal sort of wind, that was nice.