Looking around as she exits the hut, she's met with something of a bizarre group.  A naga-like creature and a centaur were the companions of an elf, a human, and...whatever Xarces was.  She still isn't sure about that last one.  She's not one to judge, but it was certainly interesting.  Then, Synys feels her own companion stirring and turns as she starts to writhe in her grip, smiling, she lets go of him to allow him his own mobility.  "Ah, finally awake, are you?  Took you a while.  Guess you had the advantage if we had been cooked."  It was a morbid thought, but true enough.  "I'd say a bit of both myself.  We really wouldn't have needed it if we had been more cautious."  At the mention of his gear, she gestures at the hut they had just exited.  "Your stuff was in there in a pile by the wall.  Lizardfolk aren't very organized."  She idly looks around them at this second group of adventurers ahd considers what she knew they had.  What the rest could do caught her attention like Xarces' curiosity as to her own companion's skills.