The good thing is he had practiced - a lot, especially leading up to their recapturing of Narasimha. He tries to focus on the machine he can barely see through the snowfall, only to shake his head.

"...It's too far for me to tell, but it's either a small group of people in there, or just one person with one hell of a grudge." he whispered just loud enough for them to hear. Looking toward Lydia, he nodded once. If nothing else he could open a path for her or the others to quickly withdraw to their current location should one decide to scout it out.