This child is truly pathetic! He seriously ponders just turning and leaving, with a nice, solid tail-flick for good measure (and when said tail is longer than he is tall, it is a VERY solid tail-flick). He ponders picking this small human up by its scruff and tossing it out the door. He ponders a lot of things, all of them varying degrees of unpleasant, but what he actually does is take a breath to speak, then let it out in a long-suffering sigh, wilting slightly.

I must be ill, he thinks before he turning to look at Rydia again.

"It's east of here," he answers. "Three days' journey."