Havelock's eyes slide to where Puck has reappeared, and he very carefully doesn't move while he registers the fact that he does not like Puck moving closer to this possible source of - not danger directly, the man is a harmless buffoon, but of contagion, of... -

Then he looks back, and begins a rather warier approach of his own, sword still in hand.

"We encountered similar trouble," he says. "They are most everywhere now. From where have you arrived?"