Chill

Carlos and Ning got onto a carriage that could handle about 6 different people, but only the two of them were on it. 

Carlos had paid off the driver for the whole carriage so they could get some privacy.

Ning placed his sword to the side and sat on one side of the carriage with one leg on top of another. The carriage rattled, but he had been in way too many of these things to really care about some rattling carriage.

Carlos closed the blinds on the carriage's windows and sneaked a glance outside from time to time by opening it a little.

"Damn, man. You're worrying way too much," Ning said. "Just chill, okay?"

"I can't just 'chill', okay?" Carlos said. "My life is on the fucking line here. So many people are after me."

"Can't you like hear the people if they get too close or something?" Ning asked. "That's what the Essence sense realm is about right?"