For a second, a smirk flickers across his face at the bit of humor. “I’ll let you know if I feel anything,” he responds before pressing on forward. It’s not a smooth journey, as unused as he is to walking on the structure of a wing- hard bumps in some places and softer thinner sections in others- but it’s a lot steadier than he would have first thought. Definitely not like the fragile wing of a bird as he was first imagining. After a point, he settles down onto his knees so that he doesn’t go tumbling off, coming up to Skyfire’s back.

Now…. the question is what way is best to settle himself up here? Kneeling down on Skyfire’s serpentine back, Tsukishima surveys his options. There’s no real way to sit behind the wings, not in any way he would say is advisable, and he could sit further up in front of them… But, as he cranes his neck to look around, it might get in the way of his front legs. Maybe… He adjusts himself right at the wings, stradling what he can of the before carefully lowering himself forward to grip Skyfire’s mane. “Does this feel too uncomfortable?”