Peering intently into his rock, Popp nods along, confidence building as Elidibus shows him what Town looks like right now at this exact moment.

"Oh, yeah! That's perfect!"

He makes sure he has a really good grip. Like, really good; he trusts exactly one of them to be able to hold on at high speeds and it's not the elf. He shifts Mithrun's useless floppy body around so he's carrying him princess-style, which he would not be able to manage while walking in heavy snow. Good thing he's not going to do any more walking!

Zoom isn't a true teleport, even if it looks very much like one. Popp rockets up into the sky, then across to the location he's picturing, then down. The magic surrounding him and his passenger protects them from the effects of the sheer speed they're moving at, and cushions most of the impact when they zip narrowly past Elidibus in full bewinged glory and land in an undignified heap in the bushes along someone's front walk. Most of it. Popp has obligingly taken on the rest!

"Owww."

Is this the best way to move someone suffering from magic depletion? Absolutely not. Was it efficient? Extremely so.