Mikhael didn't mind her nearly smacking him in the face, actually grateful the girl had her nerves about her when it mattered. There was a good reason why he sought her out first. Despite his orderly outlook, he didn't really know what to do. When it came to plans that involved more than just himself, he was completely clueless. It was just how he was hardwired, having been forced to fend for himself practically his entire waking life. Lilith is good at being bossy, so to speak, knowing where to assign groups of people and how to make them work as a single unit. This was one of the many polarities they shared. She was often chosen as leader when group activities came around, and he was just the hard-headed loner. 

	The young knight quickly went for the spear as he answered her question, slinging it across his back and making a face trying to recount what he saw. 

	"I think I saw some sort of spell... coming from there." pointing over to the darkened forest, "There was a fog... and then a shape... whether it was an entity controlling mist or a conjured illusion, I'm not very sure." shaking his head, "It happened so briefly, I didn't get a proper look. But it was definitely not a type of arcana I've accounted before." following her back to the outside, "All I can say for in absolute is that I didn't see Henry while going back to the cart." 

His eyes narrowed, "Maybe the fog was to help cloak the kidnapper? But then again..." looking over to Ezekiel, "I was the only one able to see it apparently..."