Sara gave pause as she realized what she said sounded very implausible. "...You're right. Sorry." She sighed as they approached the village. The elders were looking at the wagons with wide eyes, and as Makan appeared, they looked at him with questioning eyes. "This is...a lot of treasures and materials for our village. Do you not desire some of this treasure with us?" He asked, curious. Another elder called Sara over and asked her to help gather some water for the horses. She nodded, and grabbed a few empty buckets, placing them onto a long rod and began walking to the river with a few smaller children making small chatter on the way.