[ As quiet as it may be, Hilda catches Wanda's suggestion. Her eyes light up, running the names over in her mind and looking fondly down at the lizards who have their little heads poked over the side of the basket. ]

I think those are perfect. And it looks like they like them too.

[ There's no way for her to actually know, of course. But with how their eyes look cheerfully towards Wanda, Hilda is content to keep thinking that. Unfortunately delight fades in Hilda's expression at the suggestion. There's the telltale warning of a whine in her voice. ]

The swamp? I didn't wear the right boots for this! [ Her despair is short lived, her memory jogged by the suggestion. ] But now that you mention it, we did find something on that map we found in the bandit camps, didn't we, Altair?