Blake turned to look over at the source of the voice. "Things are going just fine thanks for asking." He replied simply before turning back to look out, he could hear a cricket out there somewhere and the sound was beginning to get on his nerves, did they have crickets in Canada? He wondered to himself, furrowing his brow slightly to think about it. It was cold so probably not, that was good, he had always hated the sound of crickets as he tried to get to sleep, another point in favour he thought to himself.

Jason explained that Karen was still on about riding to the border, he frowned and said. "The day I ride an ass to Canada is the day pigs sprout wings 'n fly over the moon. Why the hell should we ride an animal that needs food and water, with a mind of its own that can get spoked or bitten by a snake or scamper off when we set up camp? 'Specially when we got a set of perfectly good, reliable vehicles just sat there?" He shrugged slightly, still looking out at the road. "I don't care if cowgirl wants to try her luck with the mules and I don't care if you wanna' go with her, I'm takin' the RV, that's final."