That good-natured groan just gets a chuckle from Korrin. "So dramatic." Lena's one of the few people here she can hug without fear of crushing her, so she will. Deal with it. Admittedly, it's easier to get hugs out of her when they've packed away drinks at a tavern, but that's coming.

Stepping back, Korrin's expression softens and she nods, her thoughts turning to Aban and the others lost. "I know. But you're here now, and that's what counts. Hell, there's a dragon in the northeast corner of this blasted area that won't go away. I say we gather up as many grenades and potions as we can and take it out before it breeds more dragonlings."