OK, that feeling from the spell is weird. But hey, he's no stranger to camouflage.

'Maybe.'

He's keeping more of an eye on the rear, really. He knows X has the front. This place is eerie; beautiful, but altogether too quiet. And the light reflected off the gold and silver leaves is alien enough to make him double-check what would normally be instinctive reactions.

'Lets step it up.'

His turn to glance to X.