"Really?" Jack shrugs, "I mean, I guess it's not for everyone, and I haven't tried it out yet, not on the birds here. But, how hard could it be? They can't even fly."

"Was on this planet, a long long time ago. The 'surface' was really just a bunch of floating platforms surrounding a gas giant. And you got from place to place by riding these big flying lizards, sort of? They didn't quite look like anything you'd see on Earth." Jack is waving his hands as he speaks, trying to illustrate what he's talking about. "We could both give the chocobos a try, later, if you wanted? Who knows, maybe figuring out how to ride those things is another skill we just know from the jobs?"

Jack smiles encouragingly as they reach the treeline. One hand goes to his scabbard, ready to draw, when he needs to. "Let's see what we find."