Stone gives the little girl an indulgently amused sort of smile, then shifts up into his other from. The basket, oddly enough, disappears-- he put it wherever he keeps his clothes when he shifts, so as to be more easily able to carry the two of them. Whether he can still do that with the basket full of crystals, he doesn't know, but he has other ideas for if he can't.

Once the dark mist of the transformation clears, he holds out his hand to the pair of them, spines relaxed down against his head and neck in a neutral-positive angle. If they were Arbora and used to being carried, he'd just grab them and take off, but he's being polite, since they've never flown before, and letting them come up close and take his "hand" first.