She had been listening, but she'd been looking at the sky.
"On foot is fine," she said slowly, eyes still looking at the heavens, "but we need to get down from here, which means flying. Also, Jube still needs to learn to fly, otherwise next time he needs to he might struggle."
She looked at Jube now, a frown on her face.
"It's up to you, but I think you need to at least try to fly," she said, then looked at Milo. "Can you help him? I mean, you can be a crow so you can fly. Can you help him, please?"
She gave him a soft smile. "You looked like a real bird, like flying was second nature."
She wasn't trying to flatter him. The words were genuine and true.
"Anyway, I'm better of actually asking the slayers," she added. "Even if they were suspicious, I couldn't demonstrate the powers Jube can, so if I get angry or anything, they'll see I'm just a very angry young girl, which is probably far scarier than any dragon."