"I'm sensing a lot of annoyance. Maybe that will light my way." Regulus deadpanned because even lost and scared in the dark, he was definitely still a pissy boy. He tried to see himself, he held out his hands and saw nothing. He waved them in front of him and still nothing but pitch black. He felt a body but he saw none. He wished he just knew how to connect with reality.

He tried to picture Barty. A fighter, a protector, an annoyance... he was forming a picture in his head. He felt himself smile. Could he smile if he had no body? He wasn't sure. "I see a smirk when I think of you, Barty."