Caelyn did not notice the sheer size of the lizard creature until he was next to it and Caelyn truly lived up to his race by being so dwarfed. It did little to intimidate him though, as the man offered a kind extension of his hand to hoist him back on his feet. "Soothing words ye said there lad, I mean they were gentle and me stomach's a little better already. Don't ye be worrying about me warrior spirit, I can manage. I just didn't want to make ye feel bad for getting a wound yerself." Caelyn grinned and offered a sly wink. "Ah, and I like yer thinking about the drink. Good idea indeed. Plus I need to be givin' that Barden his pipe back. T'aint nice to be keepin' what isn't yers. Or so I'm told." 
 Speaking louder to try to encompass everyone's hearing that was involved in that fray, "You fellows sure have some stones, and I am likin' it! Used to havin' to watch me back for a knife coming into it rather than...." Caelyn cursed himself for the slip. He promised to let that life go, but old habits die hard. 
 Caelyn tried to hurry up to pace the giant lizard. "I didn't catch yer name, sir. If you told it to me I apologize for not hearing. I'd bow to ye, but.... you be knowin' why I can't." Caelyn laughed and it reminded him exactly as to why. He quickly caught his ribs with his hands like it would ease the pain. 
 This was the first time that Caelyn actually examined the inside of the building he soon realized. It was very intricately detailed on the woodwork. "To bad ye cant be carvin' stone like this." he said when he entered. As soon as he got in the overwhelming aroma of something delightful cooking. It was in that moment that Caelyn realized he could not remember the last time he had a home cooked meal. "I can't wait to be diggin' into whatever that smell is. My belly is rumbling louder than two dire bears in heat!"