"You could, you're very colourful. I know someone who worked with a circus and you could both share a wardrobe."

Smiling kindly, albeit a bit shy, he sits up and rests an arm on a bent knee to better settle in for the ride now he has company. His eyes rove them, the odd fin-shaped ears and things on their shoulders, but his manners take over before he can ask What are you? That would be rude and they seem ... okay. Pleasant enough not to want to piss off, since the cart is being shared and Fjord didn't plan on getting out any time soon.

"We're being taken out of the City and around the countryside. Are you sure you don't want to go to the fair instead? It's not going to be that interesting."