"Look!" Refia cried, pointing up. Ingus was very obvious in his winged helmet against the sky, and she grinned widely as he started to land again. Now they had an obvious destination!

And Refia flicked her chocobo's reins to speed it up, weaving around the grass and dodging a strange little hut at some point before coming - finally - up to the rocky outcropping, with Ingus waiting on the ground before it. And it was probably no surprise what happened next: she tossed the reins over her chocobo's head, ground tied it, and then ran the last ten feet to the dragoon to grab him in a hug, armor and all. "Ingus!"