Dave shuddered a little. He hadn't really told anyone, but flight was always the one thing he wished he had. But now that he had a chance to just up and go do it, he didn't know what to think.
He started slow. "Well, all I know about this place is that I'm here. I could probably tell you all sorts of stuff about Los Santos and Community, but seeing as those towns have been sort of eradicated, it's pointless."
He watched as Pseok continued to stand, offering the chance to fly. "And what's to say I wouldn't fall off? I mean, hell. I don't know ..."
At last Dave thought What the hell? and just did it. How often did a guy like him get the opportunity to fly on a giant eagle's back?
He carefully climbed up and on, and carefully wrapped his arms around Pseok's neck. "Not so high, okay?"
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Art, now feeling essentially useless, sorta stood in the corner. "Is there anything I can do to help out?"
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