[Nita can't physically give the peridexis side-eye, because otherwise that's what she'd be doing here!

But she's more bemused by this turn of events than anything.]

/It's not something we'd want anyone intending to help fight caught up in, either. A 'mission control' in the middle of the chaos would be distracted, if not just in more danger...

Anyway, this is a friend of mine, the, ah, 'soul' of wizardry from my world./

/I'm peridexis,/ the other not-voice adds helpfully. /And I assure you I am not usually this verbose; however, I exist largely in an assistive capacity for wizards for functions very much like this./