The fuzzball is currently attempting to chew through Sparhawk's finger, and the knight is regarding it warily.

"I suspect that if Stacey did not intervene when it tried to attack you, then it isn't a member of the crew. She's fairly strict about that."

He moves towards the cage indicated, detaching the fuzzy and trying to persuade it to go in the cage.

"I think many of us want out of here, but there's not much chance, or choice, in that."