That is an agreeable compromise, if one that leaves Merek at the mercy of whatever time and schedule Galahad wishes to keep. Still, he can keep his Majesty apprised of their progress toward Camelot any time they stop to resupply and try to guide Galahad on a shorter path home to keep his King from getting too anxious. Three seems no point in fighting such a welcome change.

"Your compromise is an acceptable one, Sir Galahad." Merek sinks down to Galahad's level and clasps his second hand around one of those still holding his, a gesture of acceptance and respect. "When shall we begin this slow journey homeward?"