Synys' smile comes back shortly as the bard kisses the back of her hand, enjoying the show of respect.  Hadn't got much of that in a while.  She does notice a lack of 'full conversation', but leaves it alone.  Why they would leave such gaps, likely because they've been a group long enough to get subtle messages from the other?  Or was she not supposed to hear something?  The kitsune herself decides to ignore the same things they do, not wanting to either drive herself insane with curiosity or perhaps figure it out...  However, she cannot help but chuckle, politely covering her mouth with a hand, at the comment about compliments keeping the elf out of a sea creature's stomach.  "Yes, words have more power than many might think."  Being officially greeted for the first time, the fox does a little bow of her own.  "Ah, a jack of all trades?  Always a useful position to have in a group.  Many employers fail to grasp the idea that singled out specialists without backups endanger an entire mission."  As she finishes this, she begins to look around, one step ahead of him in relation to where her gear lies.  "They didn't seem to care about much of what I had.  Most of it is boring, and that they didn't understand they left alone..."  It doesn't take long for her to spot a small pile of possessions along the wall of the hut.  "There they are," she says, standing.  She had barely taken her first step when it became very obvious she hadn't been completely upright in quite some time, barely keeping her feet under her as she sways.  Clearing her head, she mumbles something about being dizzy and begin collecting her gear.