Micah had managed to fall to sleep peacefully but woke up when his guard spoke up again. Yawning softly, Micah rubbed his eyes and looked out the window at the desert that surrounded them. "Oh I see..." he said sleepily. "How can people live out here?" Micah asked then remembered, his father used to live in a desert. That's what he said anyway. "We should find food later, I'm starting to get hungry." he said and looked at the guard. "Is the horse going to be okay?" Micah asked curiously. The horse was probably thirsty, they needed to find food, water, and a place to stay for however long they'd be staying here.