All the while, the field continued, persistently, to make him woozy. It was becoming harder and harder to keep his focus, even with Neo's assistance. Neo, for his part, carried on as if this were merely a walk in a boring, poorly decorated park. In that moment, Aram envied him his god's blood, though he knew full well the attendant consequences of being kin to the gods.
Eventually it dawned on him that their shadows were lengthening. The implications of it didn't immediately sink into his muddled mind, but he groaned involuntarily as it did. "We... We can't be encamped here come nightfall," he said, a little desperately.