Balthier grins. The lightness is appreciated, as is the pet name. It grounds him, soothes the part of him that was still worried after the effects of the filter.

He raises the bike even as he pulls into the Mist, making sure they stay invisible while he casts a duplicate of them. It will run parallel, but fifty feet ahead of them. He feels pressure in his head. Running the bike and two spells is going to take concentration, but all he has to do is get David close to Filter.

He pushes the bike forward, and the double moves, catching Filter's attention. He uses the distraction to bring them up close behind him.