Wait here. Cute. Nyx waits approximately a few minutes before following at a bit of a slower pace. Now that he knows it's there he can feel it weigh him down with every step he takes, and when he hears Poe's shout it's about all he can do to actually listen and not rush forward to help.

He edges sideways around a couple more trees until he can see the other man again. He might have an idea, but he can already tell it's going to cost him.

"You wouldn't happen to have a weak stomach, would you?"