Dart kept up a mask of impassivity all through the little ride on the platform, keeping a careful eye on DM. The last time he had been it such close quarters, the man had been significantly less trustful and quick to attack-eager to assume the worst. He didn't trust the boy not to do something stupid, like lead them into a trap and attack them. He REALLY didn't want to have to fight this soon-not until he had at least a SOUL or two to augment his natural, silver one. He was sure there was a reason why future-him had switched from Arcane, and he didn't want to be on the receiving end when that magic eventually failed him. With his luck, it'd fail right in the middle of a battle.

He was jolted out of his reverie when the platform hit the ground, the Tildemancer blinking strangely up at the... structure? Path, he decided. Path was a better term. Inset on the cliff was a narrow dirt footpath, barely wide enough for one person to pass through at a time. The path decidedly led nowhere. He took a moment to glance off the side of the mountain, admiring the view-it really was lovely, with all the trees, although he could no longer see past the mountains. But it was still a lovely vista, regardless.

The boy sighed, uncrossing his lanky legs and brushing a bit of sod off his jeans, stepping off of the platform to the path daintily. He scooted to the side, offering his hand to Myst-mostly out of sheer politeness, but partially out of the desire to make sure she didn't fall. Whether she took it or not, he'd scan his eyes over the mountain, searching for any arcane energies-or, indeed, any energies at all. He looked around, up-and-down, but there was no visible enchantments-which didn't rule out something mechanical, of course, but at least assured him whatever they were walking into wasn't a death trap.

He let himself relax a bit, sighing in what could be described as relief, although it wasn't quite that. His violet gaze flicked to DM, pondering his next words. "So." He says, stretching casually and yawning. "Where's your friend? Er, what was that one's name..." His eyes shut a bit, before they snap open again. "Mercury, or whatever? Fast argentum or some lot." He sighs again, apparently comfortable with the topic. "We never really got to finish our conversation after you flew off. Speaking of that, why DID you fly off? Is this that mountain you were talking about?"