Teddy bit his lower lip again and moved back as he was tugged because both of them, it seemed, were sort of nervous around the magnificent creature. He looked at Leon and then at the horse again who had even seemed to drop himself down a little so that Teddy could climb on if he wanted.
"You don't think he'd fly too high, right?" he asked, gently pulling away from Leon to approach the Pegasus again, trying to work out whereabouts he could sit on the flying horse. Did he sit behind the wings or in front of them? He didn't want to get in the way, after all, if it was going to fly.
His fingers stroked along the Pegasus' neck, waiting for the creature to indicate where he should get on and as he dropped himself a little lower, Teddy glanced at Leon once more before figuring that if he didn't take a chance now, he'd always be wondering what it was like to ride a Pegasus, be angry at himself for the opportunity that he had let slip through his fingers.
"You think I can hold onto its mane?" he asked, trying to settle as comfortably as he could, considering. Once he was settled, though, the Pegasus stood up again and Teddy was quite aware of how high off the ground he was.