Over the next few days, Alizome quietly approaches those she trusts to be able to hide their feelings- which, fair or not, is most people- and lays out her near-certainty that Gunthar is planning on selling them out. What she doesn't have, and doesn't know, is at what point they need to preempt his betrayal with their own, especially in the uncertain and unknown environs of the jungle. It's a thorny problem and one made still more complicated when Gunthar falls back and they find the lizards. "Alright," she whispers, "Either this is it or it's some wretched luck." She holds out one hand, open and empty, to the lizard- she means it no harm.