Jamie shoots him a look at that, eyebrow slightly raised at the odd statement, then shakes his head and starts to walk. It's a slow process, giving him a chance to sync up with Mar so they can avoid bumping into the forcefield.

"Right. Let's see if we can get somewhere. How would ye feel about trying to get to the tavern? I think it's a wee bit closer from here."

And a drink might not be a bad idea right about now, either.