<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Yeah, you look like you need it." Jess points in the direction she entered from. "Over there. We got it nice and hot for you. Though, fair warning, you might end up smelling like flowers."</div></blockquote><br/>The dragonfolk can't help but chuckle a bit. "Better I smell like flowers than bile... I feel like I'll be getting sick rather soon if I don't wash this mess off, hm?"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>She opens wide (with a rather nice mawshot for anyone who's looking) and--*scarmph-glp-lp*--wolfs down the first hapless hobgoblin in three quick gulps.<br/>Before it has even settled inside her she grabs another, lifting the bulky body deftly with one hand.<br/>*homph*--she opens wide and chomps the second hobgoblin as easily as if she were biting into a large sandwich.<br/>*glomph-gul-lp-lp*--another ~250 pound lump plunges into the seasoned pred's gullet to join the first.</div></blockquote><br/>Geno watches Jess gulp down all the remaining corpses and can't help but be a bit impressed.<span style="font-style: italic">She really is quite the predator, isn't she? I'll be sure to go for her first if they try to pull a fast one on us. She must be full of nutrions...</span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Rather than answer the mouse's questions Jess looks instead to Geno, the one who originally broached the topic of causing righteous trouble in Armel.<br/>"You're up for it, right?"</div></blockquote><br/>The dragonkin seems rather startled as Jess questions him, partly because he was in another trance and partly because he's been put on the spot. The thought of rushing headstrong into battle against large creatures--nagas no less!--has Geno thinking twice about his previous claims. He's had a bit of a troubling past with some vile she-snakes, and he doesn't quite like the idea of having to see one ever again. The dragonfolk also doesn't much like the possibility of ending up in another stomach so soon after escaping one. His mind wanders to the bath again, but only briefly.<br/><br/>Geno knows the right thing to do is side with Chrrou and be cautious, however he doesn't want to seem weak to Jess. He's formed a friendly pred rivalry with her, if only in his mind. He'd hate to back down now. "Erm... yes! Of course I am! That run-in with the foxtaur has me more pumped than ever."<br/><br/>The half-dragon listens on as Soma and Jess speak to Chrrou, and after they've finally finished speaking he takes a moment to ponder to himself. Geno has a feeling that Soma's right about everything, especially the part about Boryg being next. If he was going to die doing anything, he would have no issue if it meant protecting his home. He lightly clears his throat to break the silence. "Well, I certainly don't need any convincing. I know that we're going to be forced to fight no matter what, and I'd rather us be the ones initiating the attack. But because I trust my friends here slightly more than you Soma, I'll leave it to them to decide what the best course of action would be. Now if you'll excuse me... I very much need to get clean, yes?"<br/><br/>The dragonfolk flicks out a lazy wave to no one in particular as he stomps his way to the bath room. "If anyone wants to discuss anything further with me, feel free to come find me. You know where I'll be for the next hour or so..."<br/><br/>{{If no one stops Geno, he enters the bath room}}