[Perhaps it's a coincidence. Macaque was making the portal in front of Lott and Lott just happened to be focused properly that moment. Because when the portal opens, there's no startle nor surprise, just a focused gaze right on him.]

[The moments of warning told Lott what to expect. He knows when the shadows Shift.]

[But then the familiar noise and Lott's gaze is past Macaque and what he said does not matter.] Phi! [Then the boy is gone in shadowy tendrils.]

[Then he is there, up from Korone's shadow because all he needed was to know WHERE she was to get to her.]

[Feral determination is replaced by concern. This isn't an attack, it's her mind and he moves to grab her hands, pull them from her neck.] Squeeze. [She can crush his hands, if it kept her from hurting her neck, and she usually did well with holding hands.]

[Sorry Macaque, nothing matters more than Delphi.]