"Grazie." To Dorian, taking a moment to take a deep swig of some remarkably flavorful wine. It makes the realization that they will have to travel with this being for a little while longer a bit easier to swallow.

Not much, mind, but. A bit.

"Now that-" He points with the hand still holding the skin. "Is a marvelous idea. I think she should. We do not wish to upset our guide and aide, do we?"

No they don't. They really, really don't. Sina, by all means, ride the tree.