Lakama picked up his sword and put it into it's sheath before turning to Keirst. He decided to remove his helmet since Keirst seemed to have no trouble breathing. The moment he took his mask off, however, all the air in his lungs was pulled out and he nearly suffocated. "You seem to have more...abilities than I thought," He said in a playful tone, between heavy breaths, in his natural voice, "I would hope we could...become friends soon though...since it would be a bit...akward to be trapped with and enemy...heh." Lakama sat down, his lungs beginning to adjust to the altitude. "So," He said to Keirst, seeming to breath much easier now, "Whats your name?"