[ Thancred, on the other hand, has very little concern as to what obstacles they might run into during their travels. Tussling with bandits and monsters is more or less like any other day for him. He has his gunblade and some cartridges, which he may ask Stephen to try and infuse if they have the time.

Ah, right, his terms for certain things do not quite seem to match up with everyone else's. He'll need to remember to adjust to avoid this sort of confusion. ]

It's a measure of time. I believe they're called hours, here. Or it's close enough to not make much difference, at least.

[ He is quite curious about what worse experiences Stephen has had, and with what worse people. He would be happy to drill him for that information, were it not for the fact that Yennefer brings up a far more relevant topic of conversation. It's true that Stephen has yet to give them the true purpose of this quest, beyond what would be required of them. Just about any reason to leave the castle and explore the rest of Thorne would have been enough, for him. ]

Yes, a full briefing would be nice. And will serve as a decent distraction from any saddle soreness, I would imagine.

[ While hardly missing a beat, Thancred reaches into his pocket for a sugar cube and reaches around to feed it to his horse, who takes it happily. ]