"Hmm," he hummed in an uncertain manner. He must, for how long? He did not like this idea at all. And what of the other three? Of the people here, he knew Fionna the most so he moved to stand beside her.

Francœur shook his head, refusing such an offer as if it were an offer to begin with. It was rather blunt, but he could only make his refusal so eloquent without words. He gently chirped at Fionna to get her attention. He wanted to know what she thought of this. If she wanted to leave, he would go with her.