Chrrou's black temper has its edge removed by the sight of the drider's comeuppance. It's a comforting thing, if rather a small one; as his own eyes catch Jess's in a short, predictably-flat glance, it's possibly evident that while Leska makes for a nice start, she's not even close to where he'd finish. "...Okay," he nods, forcing his mind back on track.<br/><br/>"I hope you spot him from the air. You probably will," he admits to Rihyan with rueful hope. "But until we know..." He gives an uncomfortably concerned shrug before turning to regard Mindy. "...As long as you can keep up and hold your own, that's kind of you. "Just don't feel like you have to. We just want to make finding him quick. ...Oh. And now that it sounds like we have such a nice room," he scowls, "if I see that fox again, I'll probably tell him to come back here. So don't be surprised if he comes knocking at the suite." For the time being, Chrrou imagines himself the only one among them to have really spoken with Kahmori, of course...<br/><br/>Chrrou would wait only long enough to make sure the chosen group had gathered together before scampering for the door, all business.