"Back to Norman's, and on the road again!" Ethan said in agreement, beaming as he hurried along. Clasping his hands together he spun on his heel and began walking backwards, as to better address the rest of the group face to face. "We should probably travel as far as we can before it gets dark, then find somewhere off the road to rest. I figure tomorrow morning we can figure out where we're really heading, but tonight let's just get out of Galloway. Sound good?"

"If that's what you believe is best then yes, it sounds good," Nymira responded, a bit put off by just how excited Ethan was becoming. "I trust you'll take me to busy cities though and not backwater retreats. I want to speak with high-ranking officials, not mayors of little villages." Her clan wasn't going to benefit off of relations with the everyday man, she had to go right to those in top. While it was unlikely she'd speak with someone as high ranked as a Church leader, she could hope for second best and aim for governors of the various districts. 

Ethan kept smiling despite Nymira's comment, even if his own home had just been called a 'backwater retreat'. "We probably won't get a ton of information for Cecil or Amuné there anyways, so the big cities it is!" They would have to travel there anyways if he hoped to find his own friend. There were probably more places for people like them to be held in busy centers than in the middle of nowhere, at least he thought there might be. He certainly hoped so, it would be a real shame to have to trek out into the wilderness to find someone.

Not long thereafter they had reached Norman's shop again, and the engineer was just finishing putting together Cecil's care package. Hearing Amuné call out to him he lifted his head, a smile crossing his face as he waved back to her. "Well howdy there, didn't expect you all back so soon!" he replied, taking a moment to place one last box in a crate. Standing up and placing his hands on his back he gave it an audible crack, showing his relief with a sigh before gesturing to the container at his feet. "Right in there my friend, that's where all your goods are. Oil, a handful of tools, some polish, and a couple of other little bits and dew-dads I figured you might be able to use. That should all hold you over for a while anyways."

Wow, that sure was an awful lot of supplies, and Norman was just giving them away? Then again Ethan had no idea what the value of any of this was, for all he knew it could be junk. "Thanks Norman, looks like we're all set to get moving! You've been a huge help!"

"You kidding me? All I did was give your friend a check-up, you saved a princess. If anyone ought to be thanking someone, it should be me. You three be sure to take care of her out there, you hear? She's got important business to do, can't have that getting ruined by some bandits."

"Norman, I'm not a damsel in distress. I can handle myself perfectly fine," Nymira grumbled, narrowing her eyes at the engineer. 

"I know, I know, but a little help is never a bad thing!" Norman replied, smiling nervously as he held up his hands. "You all should get going though, it'll be dark soon and you might not want to travel then. Best of luck to you all!"