Fendros looked to the fire from where they were, still a little apprehensive. "You make a good point," He said, looking down at his food, "I don't know though..." he paused to think and took another mouthful. "I'm not sure if..." He said through a mouthful, trailing off to chew and swallow, "I'm not sure if I trust myself just yet." While he spoke Fendros thought of something. He looked to Ahnasha again, "I'll go, but Ahna, your beast form is still stronger than mine so... Please do not put yourself in danger, but... would you stop me if, you know, I attacked someone?" The concern on Fendros' face was genuine. As much as he tried to rationalise it and remind himself that the beast spirit was just an animal like any other, he still had a fear of losing control. It was a fear that would probably only be fixed by doing what Ahnasha was suggesting and just letting it run free for a bit, but still...