She only stirred when the seat moved, her book falling opened out on the floor, and her knees tucked up to her chest. Tail waving about by the side of her as usual, dreaming. She often got lazy on these rides. Rested up good and proper before the action kicked in. They were getting close to the next place she locked into the navigation system. Only a day or two more.

Having to change the route because of what happened at the market wasn't hard. A Lot more stops but it meant the restless child wouldn't be restless, and they could use it to gather up back up if they ever might need it.