Once they reached a fair gliding height, he turned towards safer grounds and found a wind to glide on some of the distance. He was aware of Sabriel's reaction to the flight and, while worrisome, it was something easier attributed to a fear of flying. Humans had never been meant to fly, no matter how they had found their own ways around being land bound.

Draco frowned down briefly at his passenger, curled up in his hand like that.

"We'll be landing soon enough!" He called over the rush of air around them. "You don't need to worry so much. I won't drop you."