"That's about the size of it," Wriothesley agrees. "I'm pretty sure if those two can't get us home, we're stuck for as long as whatever brought us here wants us to be here."

The reflection moving catches Wriothesley off-guard, but he moves in between it and Lyney. "Stay behind me -" His Vision glows and his gauntlets form up around his hands in a puff of cold air, just in case - the way it moves gives him the creeps as it eyes Lyney up. "Hey, you. Stay back."