That's reasonable. Dustin thinks it but doesn't have a chance to say it; they're starting to drop now, and in spite of his growing comfort with Felwinter's gliding abilities, the idea of watching the ground hurtle towards them in a potential shower of explosions seems like it will not play well with his nerves. So instead he tucks his face in and braces again, waiting for the jolt of Felwinter touching down once more.