Opal stops to consider the options. It's really not her way to charge forward, outside of battle. And she's the least convincing speaker in the group. She really should confer with everyone first. But she didn't know exactly where anyone was. Twisting indoor passages always confused her a bit so she doubted she could find them before the afternoon, so a day would probably be wasted. Each day would probably mean another place suffering Pinkleaf's fate. She hopes her friends will understand. She faces Cloverfield directly.

"Actually, perhaps it would be best to try now, while it's still fairly early. If that's ok with you. Lord High Wizard, Grand Marshall, this has been very helpful. I look forward to being of service to you in the future."