For the most part the, horse riding wasn't a difficult task for Eli. Of course, he was always sore on the rump after riding for too long, but this was to be expected of someone who didn't show talent in physical prowess. Either way, he seemed the steer the horse with refined and noble motions, as instructed by his father and many of the knights that served his family. As he spoke with the bard, Eli seemed to relax into his saddle, his tone as casual as can be. "A Bard, you say? I've never quite heard of any before, at least not on adventures. Most of the musicians that come to the palace play more 'refined' music. From what I have heard, I do enjoy that instrument of yours. It's not quite what I'm used to, but...it sounds amazing."
He gave the older boy a smile and small chuckle, before putting his attention ahead of him. The sound of people crowding about had drawn his attention easily, knowing full well that the reason there were so many was because of his own arrival.
He waved to the people as they gathered, giving them a bright smile that left little to the imagination of his personality. It seemed like the sun itself beamed off of his face as he greeted everyone that had come to see him. The boy always did seem to act kindly to those who wished to speak or cheer to him, but this was something else. As they finally cleared the area, Eli gave a sigh of relief, turning back towards the Bard. "As much as I love them, it can be a little bothersome to have to wave to all of them....I will miss them, though. They're my people..."
The smile that Eli remained, but something behind his eyes hinted to a sorrowful youth that was leaving the only home he ever knew. Eli, no matter how excited he was or how much he dreamed of exploring the world, was still struck with a feeling of depression. Secretly, he wished to return as soon as possible after their journey was over. He would give his father as many hugs as he could before talking about his fantastic trip. The thought brightened him up and he looked back at the road ahead, his eyes set on the journey ahead.
When he saw the wyvern flying above him, he felt a little afraid and hoped that it wouldn't swoop down and take him off to Nilone knows where. Of course, he calmed down after spotting Rhea, and gave her a big wave, hoping that she would see him and return it. He always looked up to her and thought of her as his hero. Of course, he had never seen her in battle....'nor did he really wish to. The wyvern was all he needed to know to push the thought of what she could do out of his mind. He shook his head, shaking the fear off of him, and looked back at Jauna, smiling at her as she looked forward. Of course, with the small incident afterwards, he laughed and stuck his tongue out at her, mocking her for riding behind someone so closely. With that, he looked back forward once more, stood up slightly on the stirrups that his feet rested in, and set the horse to gallop off in front of everyone. Looking back, he called out towards Maiz with a loud voice. "I'll keep close by, don't worry!"
He enjoyed the wind that blew on him as he rode around in front of the party, keeping close to them in chance of an emergency. After a few seconds of riding, he decided to let the horse walk at a slow enough pace for the others to catch up with. He reached forward, laying his head sideways on the back of the horse where it's mane was, and began to pet it gently as he waited for the others, a large smile growing on his face. "You're a pretty horse, aren't you? I wonder what the stable master called you? You seem like a Chester to me."