Flint's face tightens as he thinks about a solution to this mess, then seems to have an idea! He is about to speak, when he again frowns, obviously not quite sure if it's a good thing to propose. Looking around and seeing the others so upset, he decides to risk it.
"I'm thinkin' we could... dunno... offer the little stinkies shelter in our midst? We protectin' them, they not rattin' us out?"