"Yes! Because, you know, I hope you weren't expecting us all to sleep in this one room tonight!" Forestfire looked between him and Jacques, before looking up at the ceiling, thinking. "Come on, Forest," Whirlwind pleaded, his voice low and friendly, easing off of that chipper edge he perpetually had. "What have we really done, huh? I told you I'd be back, and I am. I brought some outsiders, sure, but they're friends. They brought us the crown. You can trust us. Hell, even Grand... I mean Elder Wildwood thinks so. Why else would he say we could go out and about unguarded? Come oooon."