He squeezes the rain out of his beard rather thoroughly once they step out of the elevator, having noticed halfway up how much water he's carrying with him by the pool forming at his feet. The rest of the walk is spent running his hand almost obsessively through his beard the whole time, though it does little to dry him out any further and seems to just be a tic he's fallen into.

Lemm does chatter a bit, but markedly less than before. Mostly he just namedrops bugs whose graves he thinks might be up here, and even this filters into purposeful silence when they get close to the Seer's place.

He rallies, in the tunnel. His stride gets a little more deliberate, his shoulders come back just a notch - barely - and the Knight could mistake him for someone who knows what he's doing when it comes to meeting other people, if they didn't know better.

This all falls rather flat when he finds himself standing by a stone grave and following the Knight's gaze up at a rather daunting-looking climb. He had rather neglected to think about this part.

"Hm." A long pause. "Don't, um. Know another way up. By any chance." Is he going to have to... Right. Of course. Any possible way life could make this meeting more difficult, yes.