[ Mizuki isn't exactly the easiest to force over. For being a scrawny nerd, he's got pretty good balance, and and even better strength. How strange that he's able to make sure they both stay upright with his little noodle arms. Regardless, once he's sure they're both alright, he does uncoil his arms from Gnosis, if only just to hold his hand so they could both walk easier. ]

Of course, we shouldn't lose each other like this. I'll be sure to stay by you. [ Mizuki is also a nice little light source in the darker patches of the woods. One glowy jellyfish, at your service—

It's nice to have someone around. All the noise in his head seems to have settled, for now. Well, no, that's not entirely true. He still hears the voice of We Many, but it's not like that ever goes away. Besides, that "voice" just sounds like his own, so it's not like he can discern a difference between his own thoughts and Theirs. Not unless it's abundantly apparent. ]

I don't think it'll be luck. This place thinks and feels like us, I believe. Maybe it'll guide us, or maybe we need to give it something. I would say "we can figure it out," but I'm not even a quarter as smart as you, Mr. Gnosis.