A couple of them are traveling with me, actually, but we've sort of gotten separated, now...

[ There's concern written all over his face, however briefly - concern or maybe something guiltier. But he doesn't dwell on whatever it is that's crossed his mind for long, lifting his overladen teacup to his lips and taking a sip of the sugary mush inside. ]

I'm going to meet them a little farther up the road, though, so I'm not too worried! Esther couldn't be in better hands than Tres's, after all.