With that simple quip, Lammy's uncertainties were lifted from his shoulders. He gave an quiet, yet appreciative chortle at Lily's ribbing, and used it to move away from the thoughts of putting a man down in cold blood. As he had realized she had just introduced herself to him, he only felt best to return the favor. "Well then, i'm Lamont. Or Lammy." Not once did he think that she might've heard him when he introduced himself earlier. Accidental redundancy was a trait of his. Opinions on the condition of the roads came into question, and the druid only felt he should insert his two cents into the subject. "Didn't have to deal with the roads. I flew here." He stated quite plainly, wondering if anyone (other than the bear, probably) saw him transform. 

Sheeva looked on as she was addressed by Lily's horse. It's speech may've been hasty and clumsy (and would no doubt grow in annoyance as time would pass), but there were at least one thing the two animals could agree on. "CAHW! (_I'm hungry as well. Lammy, we should find food soon._)" She chirped, and ruffled her wings. "Alright, we will. Just sit tight for now, okay?" He replied.