Alleo too listened, always riding away on Garsot's shoulder as the one now known as "Cu'on" led them about and offered them seats. The wyrmling opted away from this option, finding her previous seating arrangement much more enjoyable and voicing her opinion with a direct, curling chirp.<br/><br/>He had begun to describe a variety of things, the first being a bit more familiar as she had guessed thieves and mean beings might find interest in whatever objects these folks had managed to gather. The later issue brought a tilt of the Dragons head, her mouth opening a bit in wonder as he went on to describe what sounded to be shambling tree folk made of dried out hides.<br/><br/>"Huuu, is magic-enemy?" She inquired. "Is too bad mage-lady not there to look at, yes. Maybe would know what dead-human is, if not human at all."<br/><br/>They certainly didn't sound human, because humans were the folk she had stolen various food-stuffs from beforehand, and their skin was lively and a variety of colors, from dark brown all the way up to white, ivory beige.<br/><br/>They sounded awfully evil if they were connected to the seemingly immortal slavers that had attacked their people. What exactly were they enslaving them for? She made her question clear to the pair as she clicked and purred away.<br/><br/>"Why is two-leg take other two-leg?" Her voice rang out. "What is want with Elf?"<br/><br/>Slavery was not something she understood, clearly. She did, however, understand food; Her head nodded away with a great amount of glee, her webbed ears giving a few shakes as she nuzzled in closer to her monkey-like friend, her coos and bird-like noises growing louder at the thought of filling her belly up.<br/><br/>"Would love food-stuff very much! Taste better than icky-water, yes!" She chanted eagerly.