Potato take her turn leaning on each of them, then pushes off to ascend to her perch, watching them from above. Inessa sighs and shakes her head. "I don't think it will make any difference to her, sadly. Whatever we choose is for us, admit it. Gale is a good one, too, nice and simple.

Potato, we're not done--eh, I suppose she could use a break." The griffon hatchling is always calmer when she's had the chance to be high up anyway, a good sign for their flying experiences in the future.