You can sense her pouting about having to stay as a sword for weeks on end. Aria does start to vibrates against your hip while you sit there on the wagon, getting very antsy over that idea. Staying put for now and eventually calming down, pouting a few more times before going silent.<br/><br/>The wagons start up their pace once out of the gate and out into the open. The dirt road offering up scenic vistas of more dirt, some grass, some few trees, but mostly cottages out in the middle of nowhere. This continues on for a few more hours with nothing at all happening that would elicit explosions or stabbing.