With the crowd swarming all of them, Nilia would undoubtedly get her tail or tailtip stepped on, and naturally only get all the more worked up. Starting to push people away from herself to regain her personal space, the noodle would call out, "Seriously, get away! I'll fucking eat the next one who steps on me, you know! I have stuff to do, so mooove it!"<br/><br/>Being relatively perceptive despite being a bit of a brute, the lamia did eventually spot the odd fellow looking on from above, and would give the tiniest of handwaves in return, before finding her party again. Drawing a deep, relieved sigh, assuming that the crowds weren't pestering them anymore, Nilia would ask, "So, are we going to go after that thing once we are patched up? ... I don't think we have finished the deed yet. By the way, I also need to refill on javelins, and maybe get a few extra, so do anyone else need to do some more shopping after this?"