Arete gave a scowl then begrudgingly murmured, "It's nice to see you." She tiredly caught the sack, then noted her dripping leather satchel. She gave a sigh, then began walking up the dangerous path to her home. This was rather unusual for her. Even when in human form, she could have easily flown to the height of her mountain home. Still, the younger dragon silently took up a wooden staff and began limping back home, her wings folded to hide the recent wound from hitting the water so sharply. "If you're coming to visit, then come," she grumbled. "I'll even make you some tea..." The woman lightly dragged her left leg in the dirt, steadily climbing up the slender, curved, rocky path to her home. Arete silently continued up the road, leaving Satoshi to smirk at nothing. She tiredly wiped some water from her brow, shivering with cold despite the burning in her head. "It's... Only... 30,000 feet..." she murmured to herself. "No big deal....." Turning, she held the bundle carefully. "Are you coming, Satoshi?"