Lyall still has his hand over his nose, eyes looking just a little wild and confused. While nothing strange showed up in his head, suddenly it's like his nose decided to wake up from a very long sleep. It feels like he somehow never had a sense of smell before, and suddenly now he does. He hasn't the faintest idea how to cope.

Having only one free hand, and assuming that not enough to hold onto the little thing, he merely leans in and looks while the tiny creature struggles. "What is it? I've never smelled-- I mean-- seen-- anything like it."