The trip in the end wasn't that bad, the air barely doing more than whipping his hair around. Faux has traversed far greater speeds than this before. he's more concerned by keeping his feet steady.

The sight was nice, he'd missed this kind of freedom, even if it's zooming into potentially dangerous conditions.

When Tidus halts their disc, he whips his head to his side where he indeed sees one of the disturbed user creatures from the distance prior, and what's currently be-felled it.

Letting out a shocked gasp, he points to the scene, "It's attacking that goat!" the four legged creature is a goat-type? Right? "Could be one of those void-blobs." It doesn't look much like a blob to him, but hey, he doesn't choose the identity tags, and right now, it hardly matters.

Grabbing at his baton, he tells Tidus, "We need to help it!"