From his seat in the cold, Galsek took his time waking up. That was, until he felt Meesei's foot impact his ribs. At first, he waved his hands around in a small panic as he looked around to confront his surroundings. When his eyes adjusted to the bright snow and spied the potion held in front of his face, he glanced between the vial and Meesei's face for a few moments. His breath steamed in short puffs as he considered. Finally, he realised that it was not in his interests to waste time. He sneered, snatched the potion from Meesei, and rolled up onto his feet, clumsily running away.

Though Galsek seemed to be in a rush, he did not sprint. Most likely it was all he could do not to stumble over after his recent sedation. He looked over his shoulder to check if Meesei was following before he was out of site behind some rocks.