Lea winced a bit when he got a look at Wing's damaged wing. That... did not look pleasant. He was about to ask Knockout if he thought he could fix it when he saw someone approaching.

Said someone was clearly a satyr of some kind, though one who was in much better shape than that one from Olympus Colosseum. He doubted that satyr ever had weird disc-things following him around either.

Lea's grip on his Keyblade tightened shifting slightly and he shifted into a less casual, more wary stance as the strange satyr approached. True, he didn't look especially threatening, even with those disc-things of unknown purpose taken into account, but well... Lea didn't feel like taking any chances. Because if that stuff that had overtaken them during the explosion wasn't Darkness, then it was something very close. And he wasn't about to trust anything that might be associated with Darkness right off the bat.

"Look sharp guys," he said to Knockout and Wing. "Seems we've got company." He smirked a bit. "And me without my makeup on." Apparently their rather unpleasant arrival hadn't affected Lea's snarking ability at all.