As a bear he was visibly impassive, but now that Chrrou's in his more natural state, the mousefolk's increasing discomfort is fairly visible. Still, that's easy to attribute to the fact that he's a mouse standing in a room of callous, eager predators. Shifting from paw to paw, wrapping his arms about his front, he only perks up and snaps out of his darkly-thoughtful discomfort at Mindy's speech, meant for Rihyan as it might have been.<br/><br/>"Heshaar is my companion," he pipes up, "a dire wolf. An animal," he clarifies; it's sometimes hard to know whether one means four legs or two. "She's been guarding some things in the stable... ...but if we're moving to our<span style="font-style: italic">room</span>," he growls discontentedly, "I should probably fetch her. ...ARE we moving there?" He turns his head, small and dark eyes making a quick count through the room. Sashi nursing her drink, Sen peekping his peace, Takal as unperturbed as ever... "...Where's Geno gone?" The druid had the poor fortune to miss his departure; Chrrou was getting a personal introduction to Jess's tonsils at the time.