She peers over to the rock she's trying to see and then huffs out a breath. Ah, they hadn't gone off course after all.

"That's the one. It's a right here." Down a slightly narrower street, but one that doesn't appear to be littered with trip hazards. Poison still stays fairly quiet though, mulling over what Steph had said and the possible reasons why she might have asked the question.

"... Are you worried about something? If you do go home."