"Thank so much for your trust!" Allia restored the weapon, and bowed deeply as was polite and modest for a woman wearing a dress like hers. Her face was flush with the joy of the gallant trust that had been placed in her. "I won't let you down!"

Turning to Homura, Allia commented with a pat on Zilant's neck, "If you need to catch up somewhere, let me help. Zilant is fast and tireless." Zilant smiled once again, in his mildly intimidating toothy dragony way, at the compliments. The proud dragon was always happy to be recognized. "Faster than most flyers from Yamagakure over long distances!" True. While no match for the absolute fastest, thanks to the Sword of Sheol Zilant did not tire and could fly near his maximum speed for days on end. He could fly from one continent to another without touching ground, given good winds. Though he would be mighty hungry by the end.

"And he's not neeeeearly" Allia drew out the word as she scratched for one of his ears, "as particular about girls riding with me as he is about men.." Zilant, though turning his neck into the scratch and clearly enjoying himself shook her hand off as he realized her point. His voice grumbled out, "Proper behavior is not a laughing matter, Allia." Turning to Homura, Zilant stared at the slightly diminutive figure, at least diminutive from his perspective. A sniff later, he sought eye contact and spoke again, "I would permit you to ride on me with Allia.." His smile returned, the curls of his lips ever so swiftly unveiling his teeth, "If you are bold enough, little one."