Darius frowned as they rode on and looked to Chris. His answer was useless but he would never say that. As panic continued, especially from being ignored by the driver, he suddenly wish he'd kept that dammed rock. He looked around the small space. He had nothing on him. Biting his lip, he went back to the carriage and climbed out until he was sitting on the side, gripping the top foe dear life. "I am speaking to you. Dammit! I will make sure you won't get another cent if you don't take us where we want to go. So you'd better tell us where you think that is!"