"There's certainly plenty of traps to do that."

Wrathion tilts his head at the one holding Slick's stick, then moves to pick up another to offer him.

"Do you need a moment?"

There's no judgement in the question, Wrathion's expression calm. There's little point pressing forward faster if Slick will feel ruffled and more likely to miss something. If he needs a few minutes to recover, then it will be worthwhile him taking them. Wrathion is capable of patience, when he needs to be.