Hearing that some agreed to go on the journey to seen out the Mage, Basco gave a smirk seeing that the others just about had the same mindset but of coarse, everyone was still concerned about their clothing as nothing could be done until some were able to be covered up, Not that Basco was complaining. Seeing the dragon stumbling around, and trying to get accustomed to the new form, Basco kinda looked on in envy wishing he could've become a werewolf or something better than what he was. I mean, it's didn't make him feel any better knowing that Lavender, one of the more human looking ones told the dragon that being a dragon was better than what he was. It was a little upsetting but even he couldn't deny that. So...he was just going to go along with what everyone else was going to do but another question came to Basco's mind 

"umm...Little Miss Terra, knowing that there are all kinds of creatures here...are there chances that not all of the creatures here will be friendly? I mean...will there be a chance we run into hostile ones? are there enemies of this empire you speak about?"