"...Mmgh."

Lemm gets to his feet, picking up on the tension and disliking it immensely. Did they expect him to do more? He's an ordinary bug and he doesn't do that kind of thing! What was he supposed to do, run straight towards the beast and offer himself as a distraction? That's not... ...what's happening here, maybe.

The Knight is not like other people. Lemm tries to unwind the tight coil of reproach and decides that if he can't make sense of the oppressive atmosphere, maybe he shouldn't try and risk snapping at them.

He didn't outright ask to be responsible. But he wanted it, didn't he?

Lemm catches himself staring at the dented magnifying lens for a little too long, and promptly shoves it in his bag and out of sight. This frees up his hand to come to rest timidly on the curl of Void around his wrist.

"Your Knight's very brave," he mutters haltingly. "But there's no shame in being sensible. Wise of you to stay out of it." He looks up and addresses the Knight in... much the same tone, actually. "You dealt with that well enough, but I know when this ruin has me beaten. I don't fancy meeting another of those today."