Move on.

Thomas lifted his hand, and used his telekinetic powers to knock on the wall of the carriage, telling the driver to get them moving. Kaia recovered from her **** rather quickly, and stretched, her huge tits jiggling. Thomas sighed, and put himself away, turning his head to ignore her. The gypsy frowned, and slipped up on the cushion next to him, and lay her head in his lap. At first he though she was trying to provoke him, but as he watched her ebony orbs rise and fall with a steady rhythm, he realized she had fallen asleep. Following suit the shamed Justicar closed his eyes, letting consciousness slip away, though the guilt of his actions gnawed at the back of his mind.

The two of them woke with a start, as the carriage came to a stop. Kaia sat up and fixed her top, hiding her delicious breasts from his eyes. “What do we do now?” She asked, giving him a smirk.

Thomas was unsure how useful the busty woman was, and a buffer against her wiles would be useful. To that end, he considered looking for mercenaries to aid in their endeavor. On the other hand, knowledge was useful, and the old mayor of the town would likely shed much light on the current state of affairs.