Adrian was glad for the suggestion. He'd feared that maybe the conversation would have made Caleb sad, but that didn't seem to be the case. Adrian's own spirits lifted a bit. His wings began to gently move and he lifted into the air just a bit. "No, no racing", he agreed. "Oh! We have to go this way!", he remembered, pointing the way he'd came. "I left my clothes back there, at the trail. My shoes and jacket. I know the way, it should be easy enough on foot." He couldn't say for sure since he'd flown there.