Before he knew it, Raman was snapping quite harshly at the human girl.

"Useless! Put those lenses away, human, and let someone who actually knows what he's doing take care of this."

Still frowning deeply, Raman folded his arms, closed his eyes, and immediately began to emanate a pale blue light as bright as a candle flame. He opened his eyes once the light ceased to flicker and began to shine steadily, the frown on his face not softened one bit.

"Follow me," he muttered in a deprecating voice as he began to make his way down the tunnel. "And make sure you keep up, I'm not going to slow down for one such as you."

And he did not. His wings fluttering so quickly that they were a blur, he began to soar down the tunnel at a rate that would make the human have to at least jog in order to keep up with him. He knew this, of course, but it did not matter to him. Much. For some reason, the human girl's surprisingly quick victory over the Timeless One's puzzle, and her complete lack of willingness to treat the giant hourglass as not a magical object but as a peer irritated him to no end.