Eikarr flinches from Howl's touch at first, adrenaline still pumping through his system. As he starts to lift himself up, he can feel the dull pain of his skin being sliced up by the shattered crystal.

Mayhaps it would be better to take this stranger's help. Gingerly, he takes the other man's hand to get himself situated.

Oh for fu- why is he naked? He closes his eyes, huffing put a frustrated breath.

Before he moves much more Eikarr uses his tail to deftly sweep the majority of debris from them, the golden bangles that hang from it clinking softly as he does so.

"I-" he clears his throat, almost choking but managing to take a deep breath and stopping it. "I'm not sure about alright?" He replies.

The last thing he'd known was being trapped in the Fey Wilds, serving his Patron, the Lady of Roses. He can't feel her overbearing presence here and he's not sure if that's a good or a bad thing yet.

"Where are we?"