He settles into the wagon seat (shotgun? Man, what he'd give for a gun right now...) and leans back, relaxing once it does indeed appear that Cadfael has it under control.

"Me?" He chuckles, shaking his head. "No, I'm just an average guy... who happens to be quite a ladies man, actually." It's hard to tell if he means that sincerely or if he's joking, said with the same airy flair as everything else.

"Running errands like this is about the limits of my skills. Bad luck of the draw for our abductors."