Rawlith surveyed the camp, the small semblance of what seemed to be one anyway. This endeavor.. Slaying Dragons, would take a grand journey and so far the journey was not looking well built. There were no horses, no carriage, minimal, personalized supplies, and barely enough for each person to make it to Kynesgrove, let alone the trip back if they weren't able to make friends, or money in-general, in Kynesgrove.. and all of that mattered only if they lived..

His mind wandered, to and fro once again about this journey, as he sat around the fire and took everything in. The fire popped and crackled while the Saxhleel laid out some recent creations, potions to resist fire as he explained. The Khajiit's eyes looked about the bottles a moment before he turned his head and stood from the rock he was perched on. His tail shifted over the stone as he stood to ease his back and the pain that was building at the base of his itching tail. He moved, stretching his body, and wandered around the outer-limits of camp before hearing the sound of water. It was something getting in water and it was close. The Khajiit used his acute hearing to follow up on it, stepping over just a few of the tiny, tectonic layers that jutted out over a pool of water which he rounded and then stepped down a set to spot a larger pool of the water. It was close to the camp, but easily concealed itself behind the tectonic layers of the volcanic lands, however the steam pillar overhead was a sign that anyone could see clearly. 

He looked to the pool of water with the Khajiit equivalent of a smile and then soft laugh that sounded like a deeper form of a Cheetah chirping. The low, deep, yet soft sounded bounced over the water as he knelt down and sat on his heels with his tall swaying back and forth. 

"Enjoying yourself lass?" He asked Rozalia as he made his presence obvious, as if it wasn't beforehand. "They say the water here is more then just warm, it is almost medicinal.This one recalls a traveling Priest mention it once, it is supposedly good for the body." He added, spewing a small bit of random knowledge. It was his way of breaking the ice with people, he found that showing them a Khajiit isn't just a thief or scoundrel could go a long way with them, so he made it a goal to be a conversationalist.