Lemm is really not sure about this. He's just got enough time to register they've effectively given him a safety bar when the floor starts moving and oh, no, no. No. He doesn't like that. At all.

"Aye -!" The sight of the ground dropping away doesn't help and Lemm ducks his head and screws his eyes shut.

His other arm flails to blindly brace himself against another claw and his legs bend slightly like he's anticipating a fall. It doesn't seem to matter much how slow they go. He can feel the shift in gravity and it's evidently not doing him a service.

"Aye - alright. Alright."

A deep breath. A long, shuddering exhale. His stance does not improve when they stop moving, still hugging to one claw and wedging a straightened arm against another. It's a wholly unnatural position and he is holding it tighter than a coiled spring.

This is the least comfortable bug in Hallownest, up to and including anyone unfortunate enough to get into conversation with Zote.

The motion stops.

"- Oh," he says, voice unusually high. He shakily raises his head again and forces his eyes open to meet the multiple Soul-pale eyes of the Shadelord.

Obvious fear seems to be the sticking point. Still, by the way he's using them as a safety device, it seems unlikely this is about the giant Void being thing.