Sazh merely watched in idle at the splay of commotion presented here. At least, for the moment, it was all starting to point towards a specific direction in topic. For the sake of his own mental preference, though, he did not engage further, nor did he listen too carefully; at least, not beyond the point where it was agreed to stick together rather than split up. In more simple terms, it was probably a better idea, just for the sense of safety in numbers. Something that could be subject to change at any point during the future, but for now...

As the Ghost Rider drove off in a wake of flames and skeletal cackling, though, Sazh perked up again. In a very timely moment, too, as some of the people present here thought their allegiance held better with the rider and moved to follow him. With the apparent ideal of sticking together being thrown out the window, the l'Cie debated between joining that cave-ward party to up their numbers, or stick with the main group already comprised here.

Looking to Saber for some opinion on this matter, Sazh found her caught up with the appearance of someone that might've been pointedly meaningful to her, from Sazh's view. She tossed aside that choking emotion, though, and decisively moved to pursue the other leaving individuals along the fiery trail.

[i]Welp. Follow the [s]white rabbit[/s] sword-wielding lady soldier, I suppose...[/i]

As Saber departed in the direction of the cave, the l'Cie broke into a jog to follow suit, albeit lagging behind somewhat. "Hold on, now, I'm coming with you guys!"