"Many trees in this grove were tall and sturdy," Chrrou answers quietly. "I'm sure you know how to fend for yourself, but... even so." Once the conversation shifts to tactics and plans of battle, though, he falls mostly quiet. He's no tactician; better to leave this kind of thing to those who might have a little experience, for the most part.<br/><br/>"...Divide our small group even further? Into three parts, no less? I'm not sure..." That suggestion does get a worried murmur from the druid. "Our ability to support and defend each other is our greatest strength. Our situation would have to be dire before that would start to seem the best plan." Resettling his clothing, he sighs. "But I've never been much for subtlety," he admits. "If it comes to that, I think I would serve best among the group to hold the enemy back." The incongruous image of a mousefolk standing against a line of advancing giants doesn't seem to occur to him.