With both men seated on their horses, and having nothing to say to each other, it would be believable, that after so long of waiting, their thoughts had been on things far from their reach.
And even if they did wish to talk in terms of the successive actions, neither of them seemed willing to let out what it is that abides on their mind.
The two men had maintained their stance at the first minutes in which they stood, doing nothing but biding at their time. In hopes that the foul mouthed man would return soon. And with soothing news in which they waste their time partaking in nil, or anything that may be beneficiary to them, or his people.
Jared had, however, been the first one to give in to the tiredness his feet experiences and sought refuge on his horse, Luna's back.
He then though
