Simon had remained silent for the start, eyes downcast both thanks to the ever more numerous rays of sunlight and out of his need to reflect some more on the inside, form thoughts that would soon demand to be released through his mouth but not just yet. Her words weren't that important right now. She clearly had the idea of what they should be going for next. First on foot to the next village, then on a carriage to the next. Simon rolled his tongue along the insides of his cheeks, wondering how far from the familiar waters this journey would take them. He would prefer to be travelling via rivers and streams, rather than just on dry land as many people did, but perhaps in these parts it wasn't as much an option? He knew where the river ran, and this wasn't its direction. But if this road turned, then perhaps they still might… yet it wasn't his decision to make.<br/><br/>Slowly, his hand rose to the one that rested on his opposing shoulder and softly pushed it aside. "I am sorry to have dragged you off to the road this soon after you just came back from it. And I am sorry for that for my mother as well. I know she called you over, and she… she had to have known this was how it would end. I didn't ask if this was fine by you. I don't know if she did." He paused for a moment, drawing a deep breath of the fresh morning air before a sort of a smile broke out on his face and he bumped her arm with his fist. "But never mind that, all doom and gloom right out of the gate! Where will I get if I approach my first journey out of home like I was being punished for something? It's new. That makes it a little scary. That's all", he voiced the other side of his thoughts, and was now coming up with very little else to say in the moment. He hoped he'd said enough to not have Lilia worry about him endlessly. Wasn't fair to push all of that baggage on someone who already had physical luggage with her. Speaking of, it was indeed in her hand. Simon eyed it for a moment, but eventually decided against offering to take it. He might do it later. She seemed to be doing okay right now.<br/><br/>But come to think of it. Lilia was just a human. She might not realise how much he wanted to be at water. Perhaps he could still talk with her about the options since nothing was set in stone? "Before we settle with the carriage plan… are there any rivers flowing by our first destination, where we could get the clues on the alchemist that we are hunting for? I travel much more comfortably in water, as you might well remember. You never beat me in the races, no matter how hard you tried", he chuckled, heading back the memory lane for some brief moments, distracting himself from the reality he was in, the reality that still frightened him more than it excited despite all the promise it held. Everything he'd known was just so thoroughly broken. But memories would stay the same, no matter what. Wouldn't they?<br/><br/>"Haaaah, those were the days back then. When no mystery about one's roots was more important than winning that silly yellow water-lily or falling to a well was just an oopsie that the other just had to get 'auntie' out to fetch me out after you spent the time trying other things… oh how she was mad", he reminisced some more. On the road here, it'd be just the two of them. And wells would be the least of their worries. But at least there was backup. Each of them had one to rely on.