"I don't know," Xas says, glancing back down at the plant as well. He saw several like it along the trail and doesn't think he's destroying anything rare or particularly valuable, but maybe so. Or maybe there are rules about plants here that he's unaware of. "No one has stopped me yet. Can you really fly with those?"

It's not an elegant transition. It's not a transition at all. But it's hard for him to focus on the plant when someone is standing right there being insensitively winged.