There is. And if you're expecting me to call down lightning from the skies when they're gone, I'm afraid you'll be left disappointed. [Or relieved, as the case may be.] It isn't that sort of magic. [It's the sort of magic that will just make it very, very easy for him to get away, and hard for him to be followed.

The reminder about supplies sobers him, adds a piece of rationality to his rampaging emotions. Even if he could get away, he wouldn't leave Nabooru stranded. He's done a lot of morally wrong things, that's part of how he wound up in this mess, but he's not a murderer.]

What country is this? [But while they were riding, he could at least try to learn something about the land he would hopefully soon be setting out into alone.]