"It could be done," Chrrou affirms with a nod to Sen, still sounding quiet and vaguely disturbed. "...I only wish I knew how many strong they are... whether this is a battle we can fight. The town destroyed, the groves levelled, every last one of its inhabitants captured or devoured... We may be strong, but we are also few."<br/><br/>Gazing up toward Nocke, he seems about to continue, still looking dubious of the thought of Nocke's accompanying them to attack, but he seems to have second thoughts, looking aside and thinking again. "I'm sorry I misunderstood before," he continues more quietly. "If you would add your strength to ours, I would not stop you, but I only worry that we could not protect you in battle. We keep each other safe; inevitably some of us will fall in combat, but the others can keep the fallen from more harm, and bear them to safety if we must flee. But a being of your size... If powerful enemies made you their target, I do not know how well we might help you, and if we had need to retreat..." He shakes his head. "You're right. The struggle will only grow more difficult as time passes, and we need all the aid that can be given, but I would know the enemy to be one we can face before seeing your strength committed and your safety put aside."