John follows after her. On land he might be a doofy klutz, but in the air he's in his element. Literally. There's a grace in his movements that never existed before. "I didn't ever think I would like it so much," he babbles, partially to fill silence and partially because, well. It's a dream!

"I used to hate going outside! I mean, I guess I still don't really like it, I would rather be inside, but now flying is my favorite thing. Probably ever." He reaches out and gives her tail an experimental tug. It's been taunting his curiosity since she first showed up in New Moore, after all.