When he suggested heading back to the weyr, she nodded her head this time. Truth be told, she was getting rather hungry herself, and she wanted to enjoy a nice, hot meal. Naturally, as she dried off and got dressed, she looked to A'dam. "I still don't like it when you have to fight thread," she admitted to him, although she clearly remembered their talk about that. It was something he needed to do as a rider, and while she didn't like it... she was proud of him for defending Pern from the stuff. However, that didn't mean she had to enjoy the idea of him being in danger of being seriously injured... something that was evident by the scars on him.
When things were cleaned up and she was dried off and dressed... she mounted up and once more clung to the back of her friend. Honestly, regardless of their relationship status... she was still terrified of heights and thus she had her face properly burried against his back as she clung tightly to the man.