He's studying the scene in front of them before turning down a dirt road and slowing way down. When she stops the music, it actually startles him some, and he turns again to make sure everything's alright, realizing enduring the quiet for so long plus all the caffeine has in fact made him just as jumpy as he usually is. "I think it's fifteen minutes more," he confirms gruffly. That's what he'd been told, in any case. They'd passed some simple supply shops a few minutes earlier, and a more booming resort, but only a few miles away this seems every bit as secluded as it had been billed. "Feel better?"