Sindra huffed a little, but ended up nodding in compliance. "[i]Yes I suppose you're right. Go ahead and put it on me. We shouldn't dawdle any longer.[/i]" She said as she watched him. She definitely wasn't comfortable with the saddle, but if it would help them all get away quicker she wouldn't complain.

Lor turned her attention to Orian as he approached her and lowered his head. She hesitated only for a moment before conceding and gently grabbing his horn. She braced herself to be helped up, gritting her teeth in the process. If she were to be honest she would admit that she really wasn't comfortable being this close to a dragon's mouth, but neither of them had done anything yet that should warrant complete distrust.

When Orian gave his suggestion for Volven, Lor couldn't contain her small laugh. She immediately regretted it as it caused a splitting pain in her side and she inhaled sharply. She gave herself a moment to recover before speaking again. "That's not a terrible idea, but instead of just not feeding him we should constantly flaunt food in front of him." She suggested and looked to the dragon with a small grin. She then looked over to Sindra and the saddle that was being put on the dragon for her nervously.

"So where is it that we plan to try and escape to?" She finally asked the man, wondering if he had any plan.