"Yeah, cooking doesn't sound fun whether it's extremely painful or not," Synys shrugs, as he heads back into the hut.  She pauses then, taking a moment to smell at her own arm, wrinkling her nose.  That smell is kind of penetrating, isn't it..?  "I'm not sure if they're not supposed to go through prisoner's stuff or something, but that would explain why they didn't.  Or they could simply have not cared."  Suddenly feeling a little paranoid, she looks around the brush nearby, worried about being stalked by more of the lizardfolk.  "Yes, he's great to have around if you'd rather not get beaten to a pulp," she agrees with the gnoll.  She had experienced that more than once herself."  Turning back to the elf, she raises an eyebrow.  She certainly doesn't sound very...attached to her group.  The kitsune can really only hope she's joking, again just staying silent rather than risking an issue so soon after being rescued.  The others would know better than her anyways.