"Ah, and yet our connection is the strongest I've felt since my arrival. You wound me!" He lamented, such pitiable dismay flavored in his voice. Though, he wasn't entirely lying, for he did have the obvious issues with resonance. Despite their differences, they have proven themselves proficient in self-defense, and here he was with another three souls nestled away when he hadn't truly had the plans to acquire any today in the first place.

Lezard broke away from his thoughts when Lily squinted, and just above the deafening silence the snow provided on the lower altitudes, he heard her speak. The sorcerer roused his fatigued soul from where it hovered, maintaining their connection, and reached once more.

"I feel a grouped presence in the distance to your left, nothing outwardly malevolent. ...Hm. We truly have gone off-course," he noted.

"Should you be weary of walking, I can change back so that I may offer my assistance~" Oh, he couldn't help but poke her just a tiny bit more. He was no muscle-bound, bull-headed swordsman, but he could carry a woman should the need arise.