Oh, Jillian sounded off there. Maybe if they as the other kids had stayed at the front with her, it wouldn't be so bad to be stuck there.
He just didn't think of it. And now it wouldn't make sense to go back. Maybe later...

Ziselle was going to ask for a ride as well, but he's distracted by seeing the hatchlings up close. "Hello tiny dragons. Wow. Why are you all different colors?"

"Good day Spako, Adir, Laurana." Arlem, several steps back, gives them a wave. The hatchlings, she thinks, won't mind not being greeted by name.