Nameless leaned back and just enjoyed the ride, as much as he could. He wasn't used to long rides yet, but it no longer was agony to spend all day on a horse. Flitz, the little bastard, was enjoying Kat's shoulder.<br/><br/>He looked up as the horses finally started protesting the riding in the dark, and dismounted, giving his mount a bit of rest. He personally had a private bet with himself on how long before his horse was replaced with a centauress' currently was thinking three weeks.<br/><br/>He suggested camping. It cost nothing, and kept them missing if they were being searched for, though he did suggest a full day of rest.