Lea hadn't intended it as anything but a commentary about how they were fighting killer chinchillas, which were ordinarily harmless, adorable puffballs. But far be it from him to turn down a bit of casual danger dialog. "Don't hold back from making them on my account," he said.

With regards to the plan, though.... "Got it. The goats seem about ready to turn tail, but I appreciate the help." And when his chakram arced back to his hand he turned his full attention to the chincillas, heading in the direction of the main group of them to head them off before they can get too near the livestock pens.