Courfeyrac rubs at his shoulder, but his scowl of pain quickly turns to a grin as he watches Bahorel. It's strange how easily simply being around other people can raise his mood. "We can get a move on. Though you know that we're just going to have to go sit some more and wait for the plane to board, and then sit some more while we wait for the plane to take off, and then sit for seventeen hours. There's going to be an awful lot of sitting in our future."