Daine flaps a hand at him in reply. She doesn't expect a crash landing from him now that he's getting the hang of things, but it also goes without saying, at this point, that she's not going to abandon him until she's certain he can look after himself. It's almost a matter of pride; she's invested enough time and energy in teaching him to be a bat that it'd be a poor reflection on her if he bungles it. So she'll just have to work with him until she's satisfied he won't.

Fortunately, he seems to be holding his own. She sits up a bit straighter as the last bit of nausea ebbs away and nods to herself. "Better and better," she says.