Crom's eyes darted from the cart to Soah as he made his threat. He relaxed, however, when he saw the young man turn his back and leave. He didn't know how he felt about exiling the werewolf. Having a wanted lycan with them was dangerous to be sure, but having that same wanted lycan possibly stalking them was just as bad. He almost considered calling out to the young man, but decided against it. He was in no position to challenge the group. After all, Johnathon had paid him to protect him, and if Johnathon wanted him gone he had no right to argue. Crom sighed and shook his head, hoping that their actions wouldn't have negative consequences, but feeling that they probably would. Crom's gaze was brought back to the wagon and the portly man driving it when he spoke. The man offered them a free ride into the next town. Crom nodded. "Aye, thanks friend, I'd greatly appreciate that." Crom's entire body ached. He hadn't been looking forward to walking through the mountains in his current condition. Still wringing out his wet cloak, Crom turned to the rest of the party. "Sounds good to me lad," he said towards Johnathon. He looked back and forth between Griff and Adrian. He saw no reason to reject a free ride, especially given what they'd been through already.