"Hm, Jorvind huh? I think it's a great name!" Ethan said cheerfully, though internally he questioned it a little. Jorvind huh, was that Ydran for something? He couldn't ask because it would make Amuné suspicious, what with having her think he was one of her kind and all. The horse didn't much seem to mind it, giving a satisfied whinny as it was pet by the young girl. That just left the other horse without a name, and until they found out whether it was a boy or girl naming it would have to wait. "A break is never a bad idea. If we just worked all the time then we'd burn out, and then we wouldn't be helping anyone now would we?" the Magi spoke with a nod, smiling again as he held up a finger as he made a point, "If we can't help ourselves then how can we expect to help others? Makes sense when you think about it." He'd been told that time and time again by Kinsgrove's guards, how sometimes you couldn't help because it meant putting yourself in danger. There was risk and then there was being reckless, they'd say, and if you ended up in trouble then who rescued the rescuer? 

Ethan was ecstatic at the idea of sharing a hearty meal with everyone, forgetting even for a moment there may be no chance of it happening. It would be so nice to have everyone gathered around a table together, laughing, eating, sharing stories, he could imagine it already. "I know, but you can come for the company! Plus there'd be all sorts of story telling!" the Magi answered back, smiling as he addressed Cecil, "Plus you'd get to meet Amuné's parents, wouldn't that be fun?" He thought so, it was always nice getting to meet new people... Most of the time. Glancing down at the Ydran girl when she spoke to him again, Ethan's face fell slightly when his reason for traveling was questioned. Glancing straight ahead again he put back on a smile, trying to not let his worry or uncertainty show. "I'm going to meet my friend in one of the cities, he's waiting for me there," the Muran replied with a chuckle, closing his eyes as he broke into a sheepish grin, "I just forget where he is, and I don't have any way of getting in touch, so I've been having to look. He got in a bit of trouble I guess, so I'm going to clear him and take him home with me." And he would too, it didn't matter where he was being held or who had him. Ethan would grovel if that's what it took to see Cedric home safely, or even trade himself in turn; everyone loved and knew the old man back home, so seeing Cedric returned mattered more than himself returning. 

"Hm... Is that right? So your problems were forced on them?" Nymira asked for clarification, frowning before nodding to herself, "I see... They're good people then. Anyone can turn a blind eye to someone in need, but they helped. They're honorable and have good hearts, that much I can tell now. Even if he might be a bit of an idiot." A well intentioned idiot at that, but an idiot nonetheless. From hereon out she'd be having more of a say in their decisions without a doubt, just to offer some common sense into what was done here; though she herself was still relatively new to these other cultures Nymira thought herself more worldly than the rest, and thus better able to make decisions. Besides that she knew how to handle diplomatic meetings and how to appease even the toughest of people, leaving her in a far better position than Ethan. 

"Listen... From this point on I will be making decisions, it's only right that I do. Not only am I of a higher rank than those two, but I know what I'm doing. I need you to support me when I tell the others later, understood?" Nymira asked, glancing back at Cecil sternly, "I will not take no for an answer. It sounds like we all have a lot to do and no real direction to do it. If you want to find your answers then just follow my lead." Ethan would be useful for his knowledge of the land, perhaps Amuné as well, but she'd limit their guidance to that. They were in essence her attendants, meaning they weren't meant to tell her what to do or where to go; she'd accept ideas and suggestions, but if they thought they were going to be able to order her about...

As the sun had begun to set and the sky darkened the group had finally settled on a place to stop along the road. Splitting off from the main stretch was a path leading down a hill, and at the bottom of the hill was a river which ran from some place beyond the road and well past their field of view. Its rapids were not terribly loud meaning they could keep an ear open for any potential threats. The river seemed deep too, giving them a natural buffer from the other side of the banks, leaving them pretty well protected on that end. After leaving the horses along the banks to graze and roam a bit, the group had set up their camp a bit further inland. Ethan had begun setting up a fire pit before anything else, managing to find some fallen branches and twigs that had washed up along the shore. Lighting them was no easy task, but after plenty of attempts he managed to get a fire going, illuminating the immediate area with a warm glow.

"There... We... Go! Fire's all set, now to get the tent put up!" Ethan announced as he dusted his hands off, satisfied with his handiwork. Lighting wet wood was always such a pain, but if you managed to find those few fibers that were dry then it was still possible. They had probably best consider getting some food as well, and with luck they could catch a few fish in this river without too much trouble. But who to ask? Amuné probably was too small to wade in far, and Cecil wasn't waterproof. Nymira might know how, but seeing her sitting off by herself and not offering to help any didn't instill much hope. So that left fishing to him then did it? "Man... Guess I'm on chow duty as well," he mused silently, smiling as he pushed himself back to his feet and stretched out, "Hey Amuné, know how to set up a tent? Maybe you and Cecil can do that while I fish?"