The group must have finally started moving, as one of them had caught up to him. A small one, well smaller one. Most seem small to it, but this one reminded him of a small deer. Does it startle the same? No matter, it has asked it a question, a simple but loaded question. The girl knew not the weight of the question, but now was not the time for metaphorical questions of identity. 

[center][color=0072bc]"The Warden."[/color][/center]

Rather than await her response, it opted to levitate a bit higher off the ground. Almost the height of a horse. For a moment it seemed to slow its pace, as arc of electricity began to run along the nearby structures, winds began to seem to push away from the suit. 

[Center][color=0072bc]"Faster"[/color][/center]