"That's my girl, thinking ahead." Stolas chimes back brightly.

Still within the boundaries of the Wildlands, the goetic stops. Reaching up he lets his satchel slip off his shoulder to the ground below before moving to stands in front of her, hands resting behind his back.

"Before we head out into the Wasteland, I want us to do a little warm up. Like stretching muscles before a run. I have yet to see what your new abilities are. Could you possibly give me a little demonstration so I know what we're dealing with?