Watching as first Jules manages to work himself free of the shadowwoman's stomach, followed quickly by her disappearance, Aethon just looks on with a frown on his face.  "As much as we all have enjoyed their 'offerings', there's obviously something more going on here, and I can't help but feel it's related to why we were sent here in the first place.  Regardless, we've done what we came for - I think - so we can probably head back."  Turning to Synys, he looks at what looks like a bruise starting to form on her stomach.  "Considering that you weren't with us when we set out, I don't think that any of us would be opposed if you wanted to continue on with us.  Our rather dysfunctional group dynamic notwithstanding, we made it this far in one piece, and with the Blackscales gone we shouldn't have too much difficulty getting back to something resembling civilization."<br/><br/>Trying to ignore the now-lessening squirms and struggles coming from within him, he looks back at the rest of the group, and Alizome in particular.  "Besides, between Linda's zombies, myself, and the rest of you, we should be able to make off with a fairly decent haul.  I'm sure there's someone out there who'll be willing to get their hands on some of it, to say nothing of the gold."