"Bria..." River's brow was furrowed as he concentrated on driving the cart. It wasn't hard, but the horse depended on River to guide it along the forged path. "You must let go of these...preferences for your old life, unless you will return?" She had mentioned preferences for other things that he did not know the meaning of but surely they were commonplace where she was from. "If you are going to live in Grimly, you will need to assimilate." He did not look at the small woman, only the road. They had exited the village.<br/><br/>"We are a hard working people here." He pulled the cart to a stop before spotting over to the empty place beside him. He set the reigns down. It was obviously clear he wanted Bria to drive. "It is a straight stretch. Seta is an extremely mild mannered beast. A child could pull on her reigns and would be fine." River coukd be stubborn. He would not move until Bria put away her book and took the reigns herself. "As to your question of an emergency meeting..." River sighed. She did not seem to understand his people. Of course, she had only just arrived and, unbeknownst to him, had come from a very fast paced world. "These people, my people,  are resistant to change. Bad things happen and they just pick themselves up, fix what is broken, and return to life the way it was. You have already changed so much in the village already. We cannot force something upon them m,  even if it is good for them." River was unsure if he was making any sense. "They wouldn't be living free if we did that."<br/><br/>Sure, they would get used to the wall, but when River began taking their choice away...he wouldn't deserve to guide them. And he would have to leave. They were a free people with a choice. River cleared his throat. "So...Bria. It's time for you to learn how to steer a cart."