They're not staying here. Oh man, Qus hesitates for several long moments as they consider Seth's situation. They look at the puppets, then at Seth, then back at the puppets.

"I guess somebody'll have to bring them. Sorry I can't help you carry any." They scritch at one of their ears with a paw as they think of all the various human organizations they've met throughout the years. Somebody was bound to help their knight.