Seeing Lucas rush towards him, especially with his injuries, was reassuring; and as he energetically raced through his worries, Shift found himself letting out a long, heavy sigh. With his goal in sight, the strings holding him up were slowly coming undone, his mind and body competing to fall first. Even so, the excitement of seeing Lucas alive and well kept him going for the moment. Once Lucas finished speaking, he looked over the panicked man and laughed, "You look pretty bad yourself, but it's good to see you. I'm not someone who dies easily, but wasn't sure if you were quite as stubborn." Smiling widely, without so much as a thought, he continues, "Looks like you're a survivor, too."<br/><br/>Letting his laughter last a little while longer, Shift catches his breath and glances toward the floating water - seemingly losing himself at the sight of it. As his mind wandered, and fatigue struck back, he quickly shook his head and refocused on Lucas; the water-wielder who seemed to be the only thing keeping him here. Lucas had proven far more capable, and caring, than he could've hoped. More than ever, Shift wanted to present the 'gift' he'd promised earlier. He'd been worried to do so before, and was scheming on how to best present it, if to do so at all; but given their current crisis, and how everything had unfolded, Shift was unwilling to waste this chance, "Lucas, once we make it through this, would you like to join me on my travels?"