As soon as they were under the treeline, he rolled the sleeves up on his shirt, enjoying the coolness of the shade. The wheels of the wagon were even louder against the uneven ground.

"I know what'cha mean. Granted, I'm not the type that's ever been too interested in higher learnin', but I always like t'know what I'm up against. Since we're walkin' into mostly unknown territory, I bet it'd be of some use t'somebody to take notes on the baddies we run inta. Next time, maybe."