His tail scoops up his lantern on the way out, and then they're gliding the short distance to shore. It's chilly, and there's a lot of wind, but it could be worse. It helps when Stone tucks her up against his chest, shielding her from some of the wind with both hands and letting her soak up the warmth of a very large creature, using the muscles right there to control his wings and so generating even more heat.

At her shaky laugh, he makes a rumble in his chest that's hopefully reassuring. He can't speak in this form, something about its size screwed up all his throat muscles, but he can still make dragon-y sounds.

The flight isn't long, and Stone drops down lightly a little ways inland, next to the bonfire-- just far enough back from it that his wings won't disturb the flames. He sets Elle down gently.