When he saw Bellant standing, Magnus smiled brightly. "Oh, thank you. I promise we'll try to get something else to pull the second cart as soon as possible, but we really can't spend much more time here. Thank you." He bowed his head ever-so-slightly in the dragon's direction, voice full of relief. They had saved potentially thousands in money and hours in time, and while he wouldn't say it in worry of offending Bellant and potentially having him change his mind, the very idea of a dragon-powered carriage was just the most amazing thing to visualize.<br/><br/>Turning to Avis, he nodded, smile not fading even slightly. "Definitely. We can all meet by the stables, hopefully things will be readied up by then." He gave a wave to the group, turned, and finally left the inn. The brightness of the morning sun dazed him for a moment. Even if he was much more awake, his head still had a throbbing discomfort from the previous night's celebrations. Outside, his father had been waiting for him, and reacted to his flinch with a chuckle.<br/><br/>"You'll get to handle it one day," He joked, pushing himself off the wall he'd leaned against while waiting. He started walking, and Magnus followed.<br/><br/>"I sort of hope I don't," Magnus replied, walking alongside him once he'd caught up. At another person's approach, he turned to meet eyes with them. Instinctively, he returned the smile. "Oh, no, don't worry about that." He sounded reassuring. The incident had gotten quite strange very quickly, but he was sure that wouldn't be the only thing that would during the journey. "And we'd appreciate that, thank you. Did Sheo fill you in on what's been going on?"