Sorrack is startled at being address directly, and looks back, slightly embarrassed as the targets he had set up to practice against are still standing defiantly. He slowly absorbs his whip back into his internal storage. Um. I'm Sorrack. I wouldn't say I've been leading the way so far, mostly just following along until I figure out what is going on. We heading down into the depths? I think I've about got the hang of this whip, but I'd like to try it out on some baddies if possible. Preferably some a little less skittery than these crabs. I can take point, or the rear, whichever. I'm fluid. Sorracks grin widens to span his entire face, amused with his own pun.