Ghaleon's Fatigue was Evident in his slow Climb, but the mind was stronger than the body by far for most if they chose to train themselves. Perception was an ability all possessed, and when trained in it, it could alert you far faster than your body ever could. The subtle changes in the ebb and flow of energy of every living creature. They all had their place in the fold, so once Ghaleon got up the tree and Calmed himself, He made sure to push it as hard as he could, trying to acclimate himself to the world around him. It wasn't long before that concentration to be broken. He was sure someone would follow him, should they view him as a threat, But as the Dragon turned human's voice broke the white noise of his Heavy breathing, He turned in his perch to see the Auburn haired woman not too far from him.<br/><br/>As she spoke of Working together, Ghaleon's eyes searched her for slowly, as if waiting for more to come from his Temporary Companion. "Decided to play smart, Rather then rely on your hubris..." He said in his Regal tone, but not a single word came off as Mockery or agitation. It seemed more appreciative. "Perhaps I miss judged you..." He said softly, Taking another look behind where they came from, before leaping from his perch and landing close to 10 ft from his "team mate." As he was hunched over, the words of the Gray god came true, as close to the exact amount of time he said, A Simple looking Castle Forged Long sword faded into view on his waist. As he Stood to his feet, The air around them began to stiffen and calm, the breeze that once was now lay still. Around Gemma, she would feel the air twist and fold around her, as if inspecting her, though it would be very subtle, like a ghost feeling for life in a being as he Looked her over again.<br/><br/>"To go home would be a gift from fate, But if I know my Cruel Mistress, I will most likely fall in this game. I don't perceive going home will be likely... I haven't been "home" In close to... " He trailed off, his eyes shifting to the left in thought as he counted within his head the differences from his world and the one he was on, shortly coming to. "30 year... give or take a decade. There won't be anything left when I return... Not for me at least..." He said softly, taking a sharp breath in as he turned from her and Continued his trip north, Noting the break in the canopy a few miles ahead, him walking much slower than normal as he tilted his head back toward her. "I don't know what good will come from you and I figuring this game out, But if you can put your prejudice aside to work with me... Then you will have nothing to fear from me. Let's get going... I want to put as much distance between us and them as possible. If we find a supply drop, We might find something useful, Perhaps something to fashion a Hex bag or ritual Seal." He said back toward her, but continued his slow stride, at least until she had caught up. As he Got another few feet away, the sensation of air would fade from Gemma's form, the breeze returning unimpeded by his influence. He turned to keep his eyes on her, Smiling slightly as he spoke out a warning. "But be on your guard. That Demon took a hair from me, Not sure what she has in store for it, but In my Experience, That doesn't bode well..." He said, His hand resting on his blade's hilt before pulling it from the scabbard, a Long streak of what looked like blood dripped from the tip as it was drawn and held in his hand, showing it was no normal blade. "Come on, I saw a Clearing a few miles up... We should reach it before the others catch up..." He smiled warmly and turned his back to her and started walking a little faster, wanting to be done with this game sooner than Later.