Aldkal's impressed attitude was quickly slapped down with the rudeness of his proposed welcoming committee. His face fell back to the usual stone cold glare and he stared silently at the lizard before speaking again.

"Why do you insult my prospect of friendship? You hold yourself to high to accept the simple hospitalities of a stranger?" Aldkal shook his head, "Fine, we do not need to be friends if a strangers politeness is a variable of suspicion, I am Aldkal, leader of raids, scourge of colonists, friend of all lizardfolk, well now I question that last part."

He kicked his spear around on the ground casually back and forth, staring at the fellow lizard, contemplating why he posed so much questioning. Sarkon put a lot of emphasis on where he was from, aquestion he forgot to answer a second time. Aldkal pointed down the path, "also, im from that way," he said with a smirk. Or as much as a smirk a lizard could manage.