It helped him start healing, and it helped him think. Swirling energy felt the same, whether in a lab, on a battlefield, or in weather. The only question was 'what was that stuff getting me wet?'<br/><br/>There were a number of things he had been half expecting to happen while he wandered the battlefield. A shade of Verdelet was most certainly NOT on that list. It was so not on the list he had stop, look around, do a quick mental check to ensure he was awake, including querying the constructs, and then pinching himself before he confirmed he was not, in fact, dreaming. Done with the self check, he finally answered back. "Well, this is a surprise. Wanted to get in one last taunt before heading off to wherever we wait between incarnations?"