Shurkroat watched the scene unfold before him rather confused. He wasn't sure what was wrong with Tavia. How or why she went so suddenly from angry to laughing. Maybe she was mad in the sense that meant crazy? Either way he can't help but note that the other races are weird and seem to be driven by emotions. He waited for her to not be so strange then spoke up. "Ahem, I think it would be for the best survival wise if we all stay formed as a collective group as we are less likely to fall to an attack with a large number of defenders. So if you plan on returning the corpse to it's former domicile, we should all accompany you."