[It's at least getting them both out of the danger zone for the time being. Although there might be more trouble in the jungle, being eaten alive by giant mosquitoes has to be one of the more shameful ways to go. Xichen would rather not have that be the end of his legacy. He makes sure that Leslie isn't hurt, checking to see how she stands and lightly brushing a hand over her shoulders and arms to see if there are any marks on her. With looser robes and layers underneath, he's at least safer from that, but who knows what scrapes she might have picked up before they met?]

I'm happy knowing you are safe, young miss. We might have been luckier if they were beasts. Insects don't have a good understanding of fear.

[But at least they made it out.]

That spell work you did earlier was impressive. Where did you learn such a thing?