Avery ran from over the horizon to the stables, afraid he was late. He slowed his pace significantly upon seeing that he was anything but. That was a relief. "Phew, I'm not late. I don't have the best sense of time, so this is a relief." Avery spoke to nobody in particular. "I'm well armed, and I've brought supplements and medicine to keep us going. We should be as good as gold in there."