[Diana spurs her horse along, making short work of the distance between them and the excitement down the caravan. A group has gathered around one of the wagons, and none of them looked pleased.]
What's happened?
[A little bit of grumbling and swearing, and then a gruff, Wheel's broken from one of the people gathered around them. Her lips pull into a slight grimace, and she looks to Inej.]
You aren't a wheelwright, are you?
[A half-hearted joke, honestly. She's sure there's a spare wheel somewhere in one of the wagons, but there's no telling how long it'll take to find it.]
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What's happened?
[A little bit of grumbling and swearing, and then a gruff, Wheel's broken from one of the people gathered around them. Her lips pull into a slight grimace, and she looks to Inej.]
You aren't a wheelwright, are you?
[A half-hearted joke, honestly. She's sure there's a spare wheel somewhere in one of the wagons, but there's no telling how long it'll take to find it.]