He laughed when he heard their tale. Somehow he was not surprised the two of them would manage to get lost in some trap or mishap in search of some sort of treasure. "Let us hope we do not get locked in any rooms ourselves. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't mind the conversation. But I have had enough of sheltered and Spartan quarters for one lifetime." His thoughts going back to his days as a neophyte in the church. Being given a small bare room and forced to stay in it for many hours to study, clean and prepare themselves for chores and lessons. He was done with small spaces for the time being.<br/><br/>For the most part the day moved along without much issue. Not that he suspected anything. If the goblins were going to arrive it would be in a couple days when they were deep in the woods and close to the ruins. He led the girls to a stream that was fortunately marked on the map. "This would be a good place to rest for the night." he offered "And the stream for a quick bath and a drink.". His long legs could stride out the distance to the ruins in much less time but he had to pace himself with their shorter legs and petite frames. Not that he minded the leaserly stroll. This would probably add a day or two overall and increase the odds of a skirmish, but he would protect them as he promised.