Lammy was finding it increasingly difficult to take the rogue's outburst seriously with that lisp. Somewhere in the back of his head, he found it kinda funny. His expression stayed flat however, as he was never really one to laugh at someone's disabilities. [i]"Dad on the other hand...he would've laughed the guy out of the wagon."[/i] The druid did raise an eyebrow however. 

[i]"Such a burst seems kinda weird though...why be so protective over such a unattractive feature? Why not just get rid of it?"[/i] He pondered, but didn't pursue the query. It was clear the half-elf didn't want to be bothered anymore, and Lammy wasn't going to be the one to provoke him. He returned back to his position atop the roof, and faced forward. Legs crossed, he gave thought back to the spoils of his hunt, and examined his belt of rabbit corpses. 

"Hey Korick, d'you have a skinning knife on you? I should start dressing these bunnies before they go bad." He asked the halfling.