“Yes, I believe those are called leaves,” Rezo informs her solemnly.

Despite subjecting poor Lioriley to another example of his deplorable sense of humor he does, at least, half-halt the spell so that they’re left hovering in the air. He waits patiently, listening for anything that might be rustling up above, until Lioriley gives the word for them to proceed. Then he resumes their gradual ascent.