Fury would certainly take that information into a account. "You ready to ride a dinosaur," Nick said and it wasn't even a question. He did a scan of the terrain down the hill for any detectable traps and, finding none, he began a slide down into the valley without waiting for a response from Daisy. He was ready to ride a god damn dinosaur.
Whether because they were somewhat used to humans or because they were huge and just didn't give a fuck, the older triceratops of the herd hardly paid the large shadow creeping towards them any mind. A few raised their heads to stare absently at him in the moonlight and then returned to their grazing. Nick made a running start for it, planted his hands high on the dinosaur's backside, and then awkwardly hauled himself upwards, scrambling towards the middle of it's back.
The creature barely even reacted, aside from a mildly offended trumpeting sound at being interrupted before it lowered it's head to the ground once more. Now all there was for it was to wait until the thing ambled on over to greener pastures. Not the fastest ride but hey, he was riding a dinosaur.