He'd throw that cart into a goddamn lake before he'd push it for you, Lina. He'd probably push it for Amelia, though.

"Come to think of it, I don't remember seeing anything that looks like an inn..." he trails off, taking the lead and scanning each building for the telltale signs of an inn. "The architecture here is so unusual, I'm not actually sure what any of these establishments are supposed to be."