Sharpspike's eyes snap open as the potion rolls down his throat, and he starts to cough. For a moment, his frills snap to attention, and his eyes are full of murder... and then he recognizes you, and he calms back down.<br/><br/>"Nadia elf-girl? Wha... where are clothes?" The kobold looks at you, and sniffs a bit. "And what you smell like? You not smell like that before we split up... what happen?"<br/><br/>As he talks, the little lizardman pushes himself to his feet, and goes over to scrounge a knife from one of the fallen mites. Once he's armed, he turns his attention to you and waits to hear what happened after your split.