Jon shrugs, another unnecessary gesture. He does like the journey, and he likes the reminder that some things are not so easy for all who attempt them: that when a man wants to get from one place to another, sometimes he might have nothing other than his feet.

Sometimes Jon misses having sore and tired feet. It means that they touched the ground, the good green earth. It does not do to always hover above it.

"Talk to him, might be." After a pause, he adds, "There's more than the usual number of people asking for this sort of aid. I don't know why. And last week, I saw a puppet show about me and Claire. One thing I remember about being a boy... it's hard to remember everything anymore... but one thing I remember is that I wanted people to sing songs of my deeds. But when they do, it's different than you thought it would be." Why, he can't recall, only that he had regretted it.

"If this lad only wants a song, it might be better not to give him what he seeks."