[ Both Stephen and Yennefer quickly spring into action when it comes to blocking up any openings beneath the wagon that might let that pesky wind through. Thancred nods in approval, remaining where he is for now if only to ensure that the device isn't disturbed any more than it already has been. There does seem to be a change in its behavior, visible even from where he's sitting. ]

Fair enough. We should give it a few moments to adjust.

[ All things considered, that could have been much more disastrous. Thancred leans forward slightly in his seat to pat both of the horses on their backs, a small encouragement to let them know they've done well thus far. Given that they'll need to still make the journey back to Hayle after this, it seems only right to show some appreciation to their transport. ]

As it turns out, the wagon was a brilliant idea. Stephen, your suffering has ultimately worked in our favor.

[ They have time to kill, and so naturally that means he's back to running his mouth. ]