Now that he's paying attention, he can feel that lurching, subtle sickness that always comes hand in hand with the approach of daemons. Without Sorey's pure connection he knows it would be so much worse, but still- how had he missed it? He'd been so distracted by the sea, by the conversation, by his own confusion...

There's a certain level of relief that he feels, shamefully, for this. It's better than talking about his unnecessary problems. This is why he exists, why their partnership was started- so his power could be utilized to fight daemons, and to save the humans around them. That's all. That's what Sorey had been trying to tell him back at port.

Steeling himself, he dissolves his body and vanishes into Sorey's, allowing his stronger sensitivity to daemon influence guide where he moves.

"To your left- it's crawling up the side. Feels like a big one."