How odd that he feels even with uncertain, untried and presumably mortal help, a comfort with the presence of companionship. He does not fight alone, even if this will only last for a short while.

Perhaps he has developed some fondness for his fellow otherworldly travelers. But also it could simply be a result of so long in the maze and finding only squirming and succumbed victims to the machine.

"I too have been here for some time. If indeed I may trust my sense of its passage."

The space itself is strange and vast and might well be liminal in some respects. Who knows how much time truly passes in the 'real world'. Elidibus doesn't stop striking at their foes. Many of the snakes are a risk during their death as much as 'alive'.

"I am searching for the path through. Though I fear my skills are impeded by the constant efforts of the enemy to ensnare me." After a second's pause he adds a pointed.

"One approaches to your left."

It is not at all visible, this particular snake. At least until there's just a sliver of coppery wiggle under the camouflage of wires that may have been missed had Elidibus not drawn attention to it.

With his back turned. There are certain advantages to having even some of his potential returned and it is a mercy, if you excuse the pun, that Mercy is pragmatic about it.

"Have you attempted to free anyone from the machines' embrace?"