The motorrad obviously couldn't respond to the scrutiny—besides his ability to speak, he was otherwise completely inert, relying on the pact that he had made with Kino to continue to move both of them forward. Kino keeps an eye on Stone, however, relieved that he didn't seem cross. It wasn't enough to make the traveler relax—truth be told, they never fully let their guard down—but it makes things continue a bit smoother.

"Mm," the kid wonders aloud, pausing as if to mentally count. Keeping track of the days was important to Kino. As a rule, they never remained in the same country for more than three days. It was important for a traveler to continue moving, especially if they wanted to see everything they could—and Kino knew first-hand the dangers of growing too attached.

That wasn't a possibility here, though. They were stuck, and the change in pace was something they were still grappling with.

"I believe we have been here for around the same time." Kino offers no correction, so it certainly seems the kid and motorrad had stuck together. "Keeping track of the days is a little different, after all."

The massive crystal that acted as the "sun" certainly simulated nights and days, but neither of them were used to that yet.