[ Ah. There she is. He probably owes her an explanation (and an apology) after the whole dream fiasco, but frankly, he doesn't want to think about it or deal with it in any way, shape or form! So he'll just choose to ignore it, for now. ]

Still looking for that tourist information, huh?

[ Of course he can't just offer what she's asking for without being a snarky asshole about it first. That would be dangerously close to being nice. ]

Nothing too dangerous or exciting, really. [ For him, maybe. ] Some mutated plants with teeth, mushroom crossed with jellyfish, stone gargoyles or whatever the heck they all are. Nothing a good swing of a sword can't handle.

[ Will those descriptions do anything for her? Chances are the answer is no, but it's genuinely the best he can offer. He's bad at this "helping" thing, in case you couldn't tell. ]

... There are some birds that can spit fire. Maybe their feathers are heat-resistant? That's just a guess, though.