“Too bad,” Aphid gestured to the other cave. “The scholars decided on it, and to be honest we need all the energy we can get if we’re going out into the snow.” Her voice softened, Burrow looking at Mr Growls with worry. “Look, I’m going to get those drones in his supposed harem to relax him, we’ll make sure he’s comfortable and when he falls asleep we’ll keep an eye on him. Okay?”