"Fair enough," Luna nodded and then resumed her swift flight with another generous push of her wings. Her hands felt hot and cold on his back, elbows locked under his arms and around his ribs. If his tattoo weren't in his skin it would have smeared from her fingers over his flesh.
"Almost there," she told him with a tilt of her head toward the towering castle they were come up on.
When they made it, Luna set him down gently before releasing Sean and floating back a few paces. She then closed her wings and head inside to find something to wear.