The Knight is only partly paying attention. They tilt their head in the two's direction a little before dashing through the hot air. They aren't worried about Greenhorn waiting just outside; they believe that Greenhorn can decide what Greenhorn wants to do, and they needn't push in any case. They have a smell they personally can't smell to try washing off in the meantime.

The little sibling sinks down low. They don't want to get near the glowing water. They know it's fine, with one of them splashing around in it right now--but they just...rather wouldn't! It's okay they're over here, Lemm, right?