Originally Hyarmenion had actually promoted that sort of behavior. He initially had believed that necromancy was going to be some sort of incredible power that would have saved them. Now, having seen that, he was dead serious in thinking that it was wrong. Naturally he didn't even mean to have made an internal pun when he thought about that.<br/><br/>Necromancy could very obviously come to consume someone. Even if the question of loosing a high-ranking officer wasn't on the plate, there was always the point that he had grown attached to her. For the time being, the elf was sort of dumbstruck.<br/><br/>"I hope you realize, of course, that I would be there for you as well." Sighing softly, he lowered his head and tried to instead focus on the orders that Sorin was giving. "How far do you think that we'd be able to move tomorrow?"<br/><br/>Eventually he was going to have to return to peering at charts and such. He would have to note exactly how far one landmark was from another separate one. It was the sort of thing that he had spent most of his career doing, admittedly, and it still didn't bore him. If anything, then it had actually fascinated him. However, he realized that time was a luxury that they didn't have, so if there were any way that they could have picked up the pace, then he thought that it might have been best to do exactly that.<br/><br/>"I thought of one other thing that would get us supplies without causing any environmental damage, by the way. I can always locate new sources of wild food very easily."<br/><br/>In a manner of speaking, the forest land genuinely spoke to him no matter how cold it had planned to get, so he would have been able to get food supplies for them without disrupting anything in the process.