As the other party rounds the corner, Ciaphas is treated to the sight of a balding, rat-faced man, leading a worn and ragged donkey, laden down with supplies. At the sight of the other party, and the size of it, he let out a strangled yelp, and tried to scurry backwards, only to run into the donkey, which merely stops, and huffs, nowhere near as excitable as the man. "Who-who are you? How did you get here?" he demands.