Lamont stayed attentive and silent at the tense moment. His laid back posture laying along the fire had stiffened up once Lily started grabbing for her sword and glowing. He managed to keep an instinctive grip on Sheeva. Said grip tightened as the undead Paladin poorly defended his condition. "EAAHHH?! (_Was that a threat?! Is he threatening us?! Release me Lamont, i'll personally show this skull-biter the full fury of the red tails!_)" Lammy managed to hold her close, hugging her to ensure her wings wouldn't flap all over the place. 

"Sheeva please!" He spoke through gritted teeth. "He was just trying to explain himself, let it go!" He added. His soft words could put most animals at ease, and Sheeva was no different. As she began to relax, Lammy looked towards the zombie knight. Everyone was either asking questions, or looking for answers. The druid had a question of his own. 

"Uhh...how did you even get like that? Why haven't you attacked us yet?" He asked. He wondered about this individual's motives.