Gwendolyn shifted a bit to give Bulla some space to land, as she commented on Marco's statement. "Truly? Half of the sapient races in my world are capable of flight in some form." Granted, it was more like a quarter, since it was the female half of half the races, but details...

She took some time to answer Oswald's question, because she wasn't sure what she could say that he hadn't grasped during his years living in Ringford (unless what he got was 'Fairies are aloof strumpets who fly because they hate to sully their bodies with the ground', in which case, his confusion was understandable). She settled on the simpler answer: "Flying is as much a part of my nature as battle, and there are not nearly as many opportunities to indulge in the former as there are on the latter." Though she would have to make use of that loophole in the future, she realized. "Truth be told, I never feel more alive than when in mid-flight."