[An answer to that one isn't coming because of the teleport, but it has to do with a general fear of heights and no familiarity with flight or any magecraft surrounding a grant of it.

There's a pleased look at Judar's distraction as he takes in the garden. It's very subtle, but Iskandar can see the fine points of tension in Waver's movements and posture, even if his expression gives nothing away as it melts to softness as Waver takes in Iskandar's smile. It tells of anxiety and Waver locking down, refusing to show anything that might give Judar a dangerous idea once the naming's underway.]

Pretty much. We always want to be together for the important things. [Casually. There's no trace of unease in Waver's voice as well. His years of politics at play.] You ready?

[Waver gives Judar and Iskandar time to respond before turning to Judar. Best now, before the anxiety can whip itself into a frenzy by drawing it out any further. He holds onto his mask with an iron grip as he speaks the incantation, drawing out the kanji for the name in glowing light.

He's not going to fall, he's not going to fall...]

My name is Zhuge Liang. Grasping thy true name, I bind thee here. With borrowed name, I dub thee my servant. The name answers, the vessel to sound. I call thee as my divine instrument.

[Here it comes.]

The name, Nokoru. The vessel, Zan. Come, Zanki!