Claude keeps an eye on Nanaue here and there as they go, unable to completely smother the smile which appears when the flowers appear and become part of the wagon. Or mostly so since they don't seem to want to stay, but it's an endearing gesture all the same.

"Well, I think," he answers Istredd after getting a bit distracted by that and as they enter the woods proper since for all his casualness, he sits up a little straighter in his saddle to be alert for what might happen. "I helped deliver some of the letters to loved ones though I wish there was more that could've been done but just that. At least it's closure of a sort. How's Thorne been handling it?"

Something he's genuinely curious about, but also: "And don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for what I might've brought on us if there is anything also watching us right back in here. Just in case it's -"

A sentence he won't get to finish since there's an ominous cracking noise after they travel over a particularly bumpy part in the road, and one he recognizes from many a war march. Something on the wagon just broke and it's with a wince he brings his horse to a halt. "Ah. Let's hope that's not as bad as it sounded."