"<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>won't fall," Chrrou rumbles with what hint of pride he permits himself at the moment, "the air would carry me... but I'd fall<span style="font-style: italic">behind</span>, and it's not worth making you wait." Unspoken is the fact that it's probably be less unnerving for Lin if someone else was being transported in the same fashion, and it's largely for that reason that Chrrou quickly roots among the sacks to find the least smelly and unpleasant for them to use; one never knows what they've been used to carry.