Jas turned towards Kamon when the Korris asked a question. He nodded, and pointed. "Just up ahead, I did say we were nearly there," he reminded his companion. He did understand the urgency, though, so he picked up the pace considerably, hoping that it wouldn't be too taxing for the Korris if he just walked a bit faster.<br/><br/>There was no need for a map anymore, since Jas could clearly make out the town. It was a small town, but sizable enough that Jas could picture a healer living and working there. There were no large buildings, but there were plenty of shops buzzing with life, and that filled Jas with confidence. He passed the first of the buildings with his partner in tow. He moved out of the way for a passing cart, horses clacking on the stones that now lined the streets.<br/><br/>He moved to the side of the street, and then rested on a building. Under the assumption that Kamon had followed, he turned to his partner. "Now, if I were a healer," he started to mumble asentmindedly. "Where would I be?" He figured it would only be a matter of minutes before he gave up trying to figure out the way this town was organized and just asked someone.<br/><br/>Jas's eyes flickered to Kamon's wound again, and he grimaced. Even though it was mostly obscured by the remnants of the Korris's shirt, it still looked very painful. The dripping blood was definitely a cause for concern. He scanned the area for someone to question about where a healer would be.