She giggled at his words, and would continue flirting throughout, even if he didn't reciprocate the interest.<br/><br/>Fortunately, he had put in the orders for the alchemical supplies in advance, to ensure there were enough for his people, as they take a bit of time to produce, but he ensured everyone was well armed, and aware of troll weaknesses, as they headed out.<br/><br/>Returning to the lizardfolk encampment finds them slowly recovering, after the destabilization of the loss of their chief. For now, a small ruling council has taken over, and they've begun consolidating and recovering from the conflicts their 'ancestor spirit' drove them to - especially since they'd lost nearly a quarter of the tribe, those who had been more violent, and strong supporters of the old chief.