The lizardman looks sheepishly to his chest, where a large gash has been laid open. While little blood leaks from the long, shallow wound, it does look painful. His eyes fall upon Kyna, "Apparently, I am in need of healing."
His imperious tone is gone, but he is no less haughty in his stance. "Also, this creature-" he glances down to the amhibian, "will need to be healed just enough to talk..." The lizardman quickly binds the amphibian and makes ready to question it.