[There's a brief moment where he's distracted by the flitter of feathers near his arm, but he shakes his head, gently squeezes her hand in return and lets his eyes slip shut so he can focus on where he wants to go. Across the room should be plenty far enough and it (hopefully) won't disorient Nill or make him feel overly tired.
It all happens rather quickly; the loud BAMF and swirl of smoke as they disappear, only to return a few seconds later on the other side of the area in the same manner. He tightens his grip to make sure Nill stays on her feet, in case the displacement had thrown off her equilibrium at all. Sadly, he can't do anything about that or the lingering scent of sulfur.]
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It all happens rather quickly; the loud BAMF and swirl of smoke as they disappear, only to return a few seconds later on the other side of the area in the same manner. He tightens his grip to make sure Nill stays on her feet, in case the displacement had thrown off her equilibrium at all. Sadly, he can't do anything about that or the lingering scent of sulfur.]