Shion blinked, it was a strange request if only that most of the time he had to be told to shut up in situations such as this. He didn't question the man though, assuming he had his reasons. He was clearly a fighter, he knew what he was doing.

"I'm here, over here. I'm running towards an area where there doesn't seem to be many of these strange ice fins. Do you know what they are? They look like pure ice but they are clearly creatures of some kind, and yet they shattered when you attacked them. They move really fast though, hunt in packs. I don't think this ice is going to hold for very much longer..."

His voice is sounding more panicked now. Breathing, forcing himself to remain calm, not babbling when he could be doing something more productive, they were all tied up together in the coping mechanics that Reno had taught him and so when he gave in to the urge to talk the rest slipped a bit. But he kept running, shooting looks behind him to make sure the man was actually following.