...Oh this is beautiful.
They won't fly far. But they will gently hover for a moment, basking in the lightness of actually flying!, before touching down, and damping the flare, relief obvious on their face.
"...Give me some credit, if you please. I'm working on shielding. And only on personal shielding. Which is well-attested, not something that could possibly get out of hand like trying to capture a spark of White, and furthermore something I find myself urgently in need of for the sake of my continued mental and emotional wellbeing, because, and I want to stress the importance of this, I could have died just then and I almost did. I know near-Death experiences," and here she actually finds herself looking around for a moment because she's not expecting Death of the Endless to have been watching like this is the near-Vimes experience from Thud! but it wouldn't surprise her either, though it's a bit late now, "are Tuesday for y'all, but I'm not used to that, and I need to sort this out as soon as possible lest my brain fucking implode. Ah, pardon my language. ...I'm not going to try and... invent a lightsaber or something. Not here. If I didn't have the feeling that I was going to need an anchor if I wanted to hang this reliably I would say I'm not trying to do anything that Lanterns can't do the moment they accept the Ring, including the no-support-software version Alan Scott had, but making foci for lightwork is more of a Guardians thing. Still, though. It's not going to explode. It's not going to do anything but exist and then harmlessly disperse, affecting nothing and no-one but myself. I am as confident in that as I am that the sun will come up tomorrow. Are we good?"
(...Okay, they absolutely have to make her a lightsaber at some point. If they do it with Will it'll even be the right color!)