Chrrou grins and nods to Sen, seemingly amused. "Mine's the same," he adds, patting the pack he bears. "The tents we were given are taking most of the room, though. ...The extra space comes in handy when you're too small to carry it all yourself, doesn't it?"<br/><br/>After a moment's more thought, he looks about the group. "We seem to agree, then. There's no question of what to do with the trolls. There's something I want to do first, though." He eyes the log beside which Heshaar rests. "I don't understand why the captives weren't with our enemies. Perhaps the wolffolk will know. Once I know if there's more to overcome before we find them, I'll know how much force I can spare for the trolls... but that reminds me."<br/><br/>"...I never had the chance to ask, back in town, once I heard what had happened to Cecil. Why Jejuna? I heard back in the Cellar that some of you were going, but I don't understand what you hope to accomplish there. That, and the fire-demon I heard about, back in the town... I think it was here, during the fight," he finishes, settling back and listening.