"I think I can handle your sword." She said with a chuckle and honestly, she had no idea how that could be taken the other way. Or she did have an idea and just was too tired to notice what she said. She did however, manage to watch the sword and settle in at his back, easy enough. Her arms moved to his neck, but they were lose. Trusting. She leaned forward a bit to him, and was trying not to be such a burden.

When he started to move, the feeling of the energy coming off him growing, she did tighten a bit more around him, holding close, but otherwise she wasn't going to choke him. A very soft word of "Thank you..." was said near his ear as he seemed to have no issue lifting them off the ground and into the air. This was... she would admit... so much better of an idea than walking back after that battle.