The flight is fast and straightforward, brief really, but still Meallan whoops with delighted laughter as they take to the air, the rush of it through his hair almost a distraction from their true goal.

Almost, but not enough; as much as he does enjoy the flight, Evan is a warm reminder in his arms as is the feeling of Laedo moving beneath them, and Meallan can't say he's not pleased to see the springs coming into view. Once they land he takes Evan's offer and drops lightly down beside the other man, his cheeks flushed with delight and no small amount of arousal. He nods in echo to Evan's words, giving the dragon a wide smile of his own.

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't join us, Laedo," he agrees. "And I imagine you'd regret it yourself as well, although we won't force you to stay if you truly don't want to."

Sliding his shirt, only loosely draped around him after their workout, free from his shoulders nonchalantly, Meallan stretches in an easy, slow motion and gives a little groan. "Personally I'd rather not waste any more time when the water is just waiting for us."