Axel diplomatically covered his eyes with the palm of his hand but grinned nevertheless.

"Would I do that?" He asked, a laugh in his voice.

He decided that it might pay to get Aerith a pair of trousers if she was ever going to accompany them on any jobs. White mages and healers were undoubtedly useful, but if they struggled to ride a chocobo ... well.

He felt the weight and stance of the chocobo alter when she properly mounted it.

"Not bad," he said, looking up at her. "They're pretty easy to control. Pull back on the reins to stop it and dig in with your heels to make it go. There's a bit more to it than that, but I'm sure you'll pick it up as you go on."