[color=D6CC88][u][b]Outside of Galloway[/b][/u]

Amuné looked wide-eyed at Cecil as he all but stopped moving, twitching and saying odd things.  "Will he be okay?" she asked, worried.  He was strange, but she thought he wasn't a bad person.  He could have killed the strange Magi but he hadn't, after all.  She was distracted from her concern by the sight of the next town.  She remembered the map had said it was Galley...Galway...something like that.  "Can we have lunch now?  Please?  I mean, after we help Cecil," she added hastily as she looked back at the other two.

Wyth's ears were forward, and he was watching the various people, animals, and carts.  So much to see, so many smells.  He'd been to towns before, and he recalled there being rats and other smallish things to chase -- as well as structures with food on display, though his girl and his man both told him not to take from them.  But they would exchange with another person, and sometimes then he'd be given a treat.

The child turned her head again at Ethan's question.  "It hurts!" she told him, making a pained expression.  "But...I think it's not too bad?  Um...Mommy says things like this need...uh...rinsing and a bandage, I think?"  She screwed up her face in thought.  "That should be right.  Um, and ointment, but I don't have any.  That helps it get better quick, and keep the bad things out."[/color]