She smiles oh-so-lovingly at her husband, before daintily coughing into that kerchief.

"You're kind," she wheezes, nodding her head graciously to Mr. Cole.

His mouth turns up in a half-smile.

"Are ya'll headin' up to Cuero?"

Come to think of it, Kate never did settle on a destination. She figured as long as they followed the river north they'd come upon civilization sooner or later.

"W-we are," she says, eyes skittering to Ben briefly. "Just about how far is that from here? You know?"

"Not too much farther. Prolly 'bout half a day's ride, by my reckoning."

She nods -- half a day's ride isn't so bad -- and turns the conversation back over to the good reverend.