If there is one advantage to his habit of lurking quietly in the background, it is this: it grants him an unparalleled sense of what other people are doing. Which is, to be quite far, by design. The more he knows - the more he can begin to piece together bits and pieces of what to expect of his fellow visitors to this world - the more he can start to suss out who might be particularly useful in the days to come.

Today, however, it also means that he can't help but spot a figure who appears to be having... a less than pleasant time under the light of the sun. And while he may not precisely recognize Some under his pile of coverings (they had not, perhaps, met under ideal conditions) he does see a way to earn himself some goodwill - something that he is far too newly arrived to be willing to pass up.

It takes but the work of a moment to step up next to Some. It takes less to call up a patch of darkness - a raised hand and a snap of his fingers... and darkness blooms up from the ground until it creates a sphere of darkness around Some.

"My apologies if I have overstepped. But I believe that would be more to your preferences, yes?"