I do assure you. I am a master at my art. Ah. Though. I would never impose it upon another if it is not to their comfort! [Silas stammers out, knowing how those who were not Springtide could see a druid's magic as... unsavory. It wasn't well understood in the Above World. Not that it seems this other man is from Myddvai at all. Questions for later, much like his magic would be. They should get out of this horrible place.]

Clearly. I'm in no state to do anybody any good. We should. Be going. [Another deep breath and flutter of his flowers. Focus. Okay, walking, he can do this.

He can't do it. He immediately buckles at the ankles and needs to catch himself on Ethan. With any luck, he doesn't take the other man down into a heap they can't get up from]