Guts take spot in first wagon in line. He squeezed himself inside merchandise crate and he closed the lid atop him. But once caravan started move he grimaced when he realized how seriously bad idea it was squeeze inside crate which shakes and pounces little during the ride. As his elbows, knees and legs got hammered by the crate's walls and most of all; splinters getting into his clothes and his skin from abrasive brushing! So Guts remains hidden but occasion is heard quiet curse come from the crate or witheld groan of pain.