He hops onto the tail and then up to the dragon, the wind around him a welcome balance assist. He knows Jingyi isn't a wind mage in the way he thinks of it, but he's close enough for it to be a familiar comfort nonetheless. "Yes. I don't know if it'll work, but it has to be worth a try."

It doesn't take him long to make his way up to Jingyi's shoulders and settle in, getting as good a grip as he can. "Ready." Jingyi is fast in flight, but at least Ryo knows how to hold on by now, and he manages to stay in place.

(He doesn't lean over to look at the state of the camp, no matter how badly he wants to know. The last thing he needs to do is overbalance and fall.)