Swallowing with some difficulty, Daphne kept her hands clapped over her skirt. Her feet were facing forward rather rigidly as their owner fought to find a proper answer to Celandine's wonderment. "Well, weight would be a variable in this situation considering the pull of gravity---and also, as you can see--I'm quite stationary here," paused Daphne with a meek smile. "While someone riding an Abraxan would fall victim to not only the pull of gravity but possible unbalance due to the Abraxan's movements..."

And why are we discussing this while my legs are in display?!

"Then again---this is magic." With magic, gravity didn't really hold such a strong pull after all.

Davis?! Davis?! Please get me down, Davis.