"At least I'll have a little help in that rega-- ah?? Fen??" His eyes jerk away from Luka and up to his companion getting bigger and bigger in the air. Despite his impulse to hold onto the man for a little longer, his little animal wins out.

He pulls away from him, reaching up to pull Fen down towards him, looking them over with this anxious little wibble.

"Are you okay, ki'ta?" he asks gently, glancing over at the Wizard as if to ask what happened. What did you do to his sweet little boar?