Guard duty proves to be exhausting. On the one hand, everyone is on high alert, fearing an attack at any moment. At the same time, one cannot be so alert constantly, and you find your attention constantly wavering.
The guards around you are discussing strategies like attacking the Big One from its right side, what to do if an exploding lizard rolls in (run), and so on. The Big One will not appear right away. There will be at least two surges of lizards first based on accounts of those who survived previous encounters.
The translator tries to speak to you of the orphanage that he stayed in, but he doesn't remember much and you were never there, so after a short while he joins in talking with the guards. They still seem nervous around you.
You find yourself getting bored, and perhaps a bit reckless.