Dabi's left hanging, opting not to fly for now in order to conserve his flames for later. Besides, he's not arguing if someone else wants to do the work. The sight of the forest stretching out below brings back memories of those kids and their little training camp. When the villains attacked and he set plenty of the mountain woods on fire. It's always interesting to see how people react when confronted with that blazing heat...

Mayerling's question gets a few murmurs before one member waves a hand. "None directly below. But it's wet down there." Indeed, if there's sharp enough eyes, they'll notice the gleam of moonlight sparkling between the trees. Either an overflowed river or a swap area, water consuming the tree roots and rocks below.

"Oy." Dabi points to the east. "There's an outcropping." It's a small mountain, but should be a decent place to set down for a bit and get their surroundings. Hell if he knows where the mushroom is thanks to this flight.