Iliana looked up at Marcus with wide eyes. Oh Merlin, she had never seen him in such a state. Clearly this was a bad idea. Not everyone was as comfortable as she was on an abraxan. "Marcus, if you've changed your mind then I understand. I can go put them back in there stalls. It will only take a minute," she explained, trying to give him some comfort.

"Unless... you're still up for a ride. On the ground of course," she added hastily. Fact of the matter was, she had promised Trinity a ride. It didn't matter one way or another if that meant actually taking flight. She smiled at Marcus in a way that would project to him what she was thinking. She was far from the pushy type. And if Marcus wasn't ready, that was more than fine with her.