Janica let her shoulders sag and retreated resigned back to the opposite wall of the cage, letting her back slide down one of its bars until she sat on the floor leaning against it. At an at best half hearted attempt at keeping up the conversation she looked up to Alric II again, and asked "So how do you suggest we pass this nice evening?"<br/><br/>It was at this moment that the large and muscular lizardman that they previously had observed dragging a female into the nearby hut stepped out of it and looked around himself in a gesture of being utterly content with his current fate. His gaze soon came to linger on Alric IIs hunched form next to the prisoner cages, and his wide lips twitched upwards in what probably resembled a vile grin as he approached. As he was only a few meters away he started to mock him in their own tongue.<br/><br/><i>"So are you trying to be nice to that warm blooded soft bag of useless meat? Do you think if you only talk pretty to her long enough she will let you have what no real woman will ever give such a useless wimp as yourself?"</i><br/><br/>Janica could not understand him, but his tone made it abundantly clear even to her that he was not trying to be friendly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>