As much as part of him wants to rail against that, Ryo has a point. He can feel it in the weakness of his limbs, the ache throughout his body, he needs to regain what failing strength he has. Right now, he knows well enough that he wouldn't offer anything more than to make them a bigger target if he could even find one of the others to start with. Especially as he tries to engage his float, his simplest of abilities, and can't. His mind is too feebled to even latch on to the simplistic reversal of his gravitational force, any incantation he tries to latch on to is like water through his shaking fingers - held a scant few seconds before it slips away.

He is so lost in trying to grasp his magic through his addled mind that he almost misses the question. Ryo might even think he did for a moment, since he doesn't answer right away.

"Caleb," he whispers it with a voice that cracks, making it hard to hear and understand. "I... He's a friend."