Synys blinks in surprise at the lizard's bred arrogance and pokes her tummy with a finger.  It amazes her how they can really feel that superior.  Because they're 'chosen' of a god?  There are many gods, so is it that they think their god is all-powerful to the point other gods can't stop it?  "Wait what's this..?  Oh right!  This is a blackscale filled stomach; feels distinctly warm-blooded to.  Eh, so much for you're entire theory."  Then she turns to the elf and shrugs.  "I had never told him that we knew for sure  and I understand that this isn't your area of expertise, but if we can't find we can't be sure he's telling the truth no matter how he insists he is.  So, we act as if the blackscales could come in behind us, but we have to assume confident tummy-filler here is lying until we find out what's true and not."