Randal: Wish I could say yes, but...no. That flying pegasus excursion really took a toll on me. Let's see... Which part was the worst? The weaving between trees? The darting through the narrow, twisty caves?
Emma: Or was it when we stirred up a roost of angry, blood sucking bats? Oh, wait! What about those idiots with the bows who thought we were geese?
Randal: Heart-stopping thrills aren't actually SUPPOSED to stop the heart, you know. Do you pegasus knights always put yourself in this much danger?
Emma: Heh heh! Well, sort of, I guess. You might call it our "daily routine." Anyway, sorry you didn't have fun. I guess I shouldn't have suggested it...
Randal: Now hold on. I didn't say it wasn't fun. Just...different than how I imagined. I may never go near a pegasus for the rest of my days, but yeah—it was fun.
Emma: Well, I probably shouldn't have made you tag along. In fact, you should just go ahead and go back to your old pastimes. Throw dice, bet on horses, joust with old ladies... Whatever you like. It's not like I have any better suggestions... *sigh*
Randal: Hey. I said it was fun. And once the involuntary convulsions stop, I want you to take me up again.
Emma: ...Wait, really?
Randal: Really. I've had my share of adventures, but none of 'em top a pegasus. Nothing ever got my blood pumpin' like that. Not even close
Emma: ...You're not just trying to make me feel better?
Randal: Not at all. The world here on the ground feels pretty bland by comparison. So now that you've got me hooked on flying, you have to follow through. I wanna feel those clouds whippin' through my hair again, you hear?
Emma: Yay! Just say the word, and we can go whenever!
Randal: You got it. Er, but like I was sayin'...give me a couple days to recover first...
Emma: Hee hee, og course. Oh, I'm so happy—thank you, Randal!