Well, at least one of them was having fun. Really - if the birds were included - it looked like Takumi was the only stick in the mud present, but in his defense it was because his rear was seriously starting to kill him and the center of his range of vision included the ground moving alarmingly fast while it was regularly torn into with uncomfortably giant talons.

This was why he wasn't a mounted unit.

"That's not exactly one that I was--" he started, only to be interrupted by his bird's outraged warble as it shook its head and snapped at a tail pinion waving remarkably close to the side of its face. Takumi fumbled to get a better grip on the reins and jerked back with one hand. "Hey, hey, none of that!"