He's oblivious. Or if he's not oblivious, he's good at acting like he is. Instead, he just smiles back at the other man. He's nothing if not helpful, though, and that probably won't ever change.

"My next destination's forty miles away. It won't be by horseback, either," he says, making certain that Crowley understands everything that comes with the deal. The last thing either of them need is false pretense, right? As far as Blake's concerned, this is the best direction if Crowley's serious.

"I need to be there in three days, so there won't be much time for rest, either."