Zasx nods slightly, getting up and walking over towards Arkain gingerly. His head is spinning with the lack of water, and the heat isn't helping at all, but he can't tell Arkain any of that, so he does as he is asked. He sits down in the shade, swaying slightly, and shakes his head to try to clear his thoughts. Attempting to answer the question, he makes an electrical noise, but he can't manage any more than that without Arkain reading his thoughts. Maybe Strange could speak for him.