Elves are quite casual with each other, so the brush against the arm doesn't bother her. It isn't unusual to find courting couples leaning close together or siblings using each other as furniture. Talia had saddled up plenty of horses before she had come here and knew how to saddle up so that the mount would be comfortable. With his help she easily vaults onto the dragon, easily taking her seat in the saddle.<br/><br/>"Blake wchan!", she orders, hunching down just like she would for a horse getting ready to run. It's quite the strange feeling as he takes off running, swift wing strokes bringing them even with Doragon and Sunfire. Luckily they aren't to far off the ground yet, so Talia doesn't feel quite so scared yet. More exhilerated than anything.