[Admittedly, it's always a strange feeling to have Benedikta carry him like this, but he's just going to enjoy the ride as it is, knowing that she normally wouldn't do it like this. Though he will behave and not ham it up like he normally would.

Until she tries to pull those rolls. Then he'll start making those quips and pretending a damsel in distress (this may not really help matters). Even so, he does take in the view, marveling a little at how their leviathan moved to just latch onto this side of the island. Granted that it seems dragonesque, seems fitting.

Once at the resort...

Feet now back on the ground, he walks up closer to the sign to read it over again. Then he'll peer beyond it before he hears the sound of shouting, and hissing.]

...Sounds like they're still at it, too.

[A wince at what sounded like something getting destroyed. Oof.

Running a hand through his hair, he turns to Benedikta. Really, he feels more sorry for her, having flown all this way carrying him, and he gets the feeling she might have been looking forward to the springs, too. But then his eyes catch sight of the sky lifts...

Hmmmmmmmmmmm.]

But there's a winter lodge up on the mountains, isn't there? Since we're here, might as well try our luck there. Would help us get out of the heat for a bit, at least.