Snake had been here for a day by now. There was a sense of relief now that he had a few of his friends back with him. Of course, these friends were three snakes coiling around his person. A red, black, and yellow milksnake residing along his right arm while a much more tan-skinned and triangle patterned pit viper adorns his left.

Around his neck is easily the most noticeable as it is a fairly large boa constrictor that could almost pass as a scarf if someone hadn't taken a good enough look due to his size. His golden eyes glance over toward Lenore when she speaks up and his brows knit slightly together.

"...The Down is straight on this road. There is a large lift surrounded by guards," his voice is soft-spoken as the milksnake on his arm lifts its head to look at the woman. When he speaks again his voice is considerably deeper with a somewhat more uneducated accent: "...says Emily."