The tiny ghost of a grin JW had formed died right on his face. "Yeah well unless you wanna become a flying fish, I can't get you there any faster."

The newly turned naga continued on at his sluggish pace on purpose for a good ten minutes until cobblestone gave way to grass. The sides of the river were steep and JW promptly turned and started prying the kid's hands off of him with no ceremony.

"Alright, we're here, have fun at school."