Mikken starts to stutter out a response, but stops himself. Uncle Aluf could be stubborn sometimes, and he seems to have already made up his mind. Plus it would look bad to the rest of the caravan if he tried arguing with the old General like this. Demoralizing probably. It was bad enough that Kyo and Aluf, two of the best warriors in Mazerka today, were leaving the caravan now. And Frida, one of his and Kyo's oldest friends, the only white mage traveling with the caravan as far as he knows, is going too.
Mikken frowns and looks down at the ground for a few seconds, worried and lost in thought. His discipline from training in the dojo and with Aluf eventually wins out. He looks back up and nods to Aluf, muttering "Alright, Uncle. I understand. I'll do what I have to, I just wish you three didn't have to go. Take care of coz."