He does smile slightly at the navigation, though it fades again as he studies the bridge. It doesn't seem stable. Indeed he's not sure it's even a full bridge.

He takes off his hoodie and shoes, sending them with a wave into his arms band before taking that off, placing it on the ground, putting the flower next to it and then closing his eyes, transforming with a slight gust of wind.

It's hard here to transform, it brings a wave of exhaustion but soon there is a creature, flowing mane and one long horn from his head.

"If you climb on my back... I can fly... If the bridge doesn't hold..."