The other scholars fell into line behind him, the yellow device carried along with them.  Making sure to keep a close eye on Aphid, Burrow poked Mr Growls and gestured towards the departing scholars. “Come on, we’re going to go somewhere warmer. Now, I know you can’t understand me, but we’re going to be meeting some new changelings. A lot of them. They’ll be just as confused as you so please try and remain nice and calm.” Glancing towards Aphid, Burrow leaned in to whisper in a peach-coloured ear. “Also, I’m sorry for what Aphid did. We soldiers tend to be, well, direct.” 