There was no point in arguing with Captain Tandrion; Cresson knew that. But he was pretty sure he'd just been given a task that Tandrion just hadn't wanted to take care of himself and now it was getting called an 'assignment' and part of the week's lessons. Sure, sure... But it wasn't as if Cresson had to go far to round up a team to go with him. He knew just who still needed combat training and might like to do some gathering along the way, even if they grumbled about it. Three friends later, he was good to go.