Lizor was patrolling around the area himself - not sure what he'd be able to do if something happened, but he'd damn well try. He had a baton staff. He knew how to use it...he just well...haven't tried using a weapon since his visual sensors became out of commission. Thankfully they were healing...just slowly.

His processes were broken when the end of his staff bumped into something, and himself a moment later. And it wasn't an inanimate object. He could feel their energy signature - and it was a familiar one. Thankfully he didn't smack into them that hard due to his slower pace. Jerking back a step and snapping almost to attention - the warrior held his staff behind him at his back completely vertical. A User might have jokingly said he looked like a bizarre scarecrow.

"I apologize." He said abruptly and completely stone-faced, not wanting to startle whomever.