Popp doesn't even need to run away from the psychic explosion this time, even if he does yelp and jump into the air out of reflex. He takes a deep breath, lands, and wrestles his dumb cold-susceptible wings back under his skin where they belong. He doesn't even need them to fly, come on...

"Huh. He's actually kind of reliable! Nice shot!"

He yells those last couple words so he's sure to be heard. Mithrun can also have some praise, for morale, even if he has a terrible personality and will not reciprocate.

...He knows it's that teleport trick again but it really does look like he threw a tree branch too fast to be seen and landed a killing blow...