He thought of telling her that it wasn't that he thought he should have agreed, only that he was sorry to have upset her. But it seemed better, all things considered, to drop the subject. Shifting a little awkwardly, he took the pouch back and fixed it onto his belt again.

"Thankee," he mumbled, again, and cleared his throat. "We've been told this place is dangerous after nightfall, aye. And we'd be best not to linger overnight, if we're all in fit state to travel." Which he wasn't at all sure he was; his head was still pulsing fit to burst. But Roland was out there, somewhere, and the longer they waited, the harder he would be to find. "Arpagio is the place to start a search, then?"