The harpies will be fine, but we might not, in other words. Well, if any bugbears do decide to try to eat us, we can only hope our harpy friends will be kind enough to come to our aid.

[He sounds... oddly unbothered about that prospect, honestly. Is it because he trusts the harpies or because he's just that confident in his own skills? It is a mystery.]

I trust you've been getting along well enough with yours?