Seddon makes his way along with the other four, giving his mother a glance and a half-smile. He moves through toward the front, to where the large barbarian is setting out a brisk pace. This close to town, he was right, there wasn't going to be much danger, but once they were out an hour then the wild truly would take over, he figured.
He hadn't spoken up during the map discussion, as puzzles always had a way of eluding him, and try as he might, Seddon was never quite able to comprehend exactly what he was seeing. But nonetheless, he moved along, an extra pair of eyes at the lead. He didn't know these southern woods that much, definitely not as well as north of the river.