"Listen, you guys. I know it's tiring being a mount, but that's life: you have to struggle. Once you feel you don't need to struggle any longer, it either means you are a god or you are dying."
As I have just given them their daily dose of preach—with a beating, of course—the Wyverns calm down slightly. I don't even know why they are so docile, they let me hit them whenever I like, but I guess it's because they have already considered me a part of them.
I can even confidently say that my bond with the Wyverns is stronger than my bond with Valeria or Millonia. Though I technically spend more time with the two women, I know more about the Wyverns than I know about them.
Unlike humans, who have a pretty tough shell to crack, these guys have practically none of that; they will immediately open up to someone who can understand them. This is the reason why I have learned so many things about them for the past month.
