Keeping his eyes on the soaring Ilinca, he continued his running about, feeding off her joy and letting out a whoop of his own. When he noticed her starting to come back downward, he slowed and finally pulled up to a stop just as she met the ground again.
Ivarr approached her, a toothy grin on his face. "I can only imagine. Just seeing it put such a happiness in me. I'm happy you did it so I could watch!" He still held her dress, making no move to give it back since he was much more focused on her wings which were still out. "They are so pretty. Last I saw wings like that it was so long ago."