Johan was as well as could be expected under the circumstances. Somehow, he'd managed to get the husbandry shift, and was elbow deep in all manner of shit when Sam found him. He willing disengaged himself from the meeting he was having with several very frustrated stablers, and spent as long as Sam would let him talking about anything either of them could think of.
Besides what Kaidan had told her, however, he didn't have much more wisdom to enlighten her with. The horses were spooked, which was part of his current frustration. Their talk got cut short when one of the mules spooked, knocking over feed and causing a general equine maelstrom.
Shelton efficiently herded the group away and toward the south-east corner of the camp. A gloom hung over the Helminites, one obvious enough that Jasper kept his eye out for a follower of Jurek or Yuvale around. It'd be just like them to swamp an entire army of Helminites like this.
Still, nothing made him want to stop moving, or throw himself into a pit, or travel back north to Katar, so he assumed that whatever was affecting everyone wasn't as obvious as they'd be. Didn't mean he relaxed, though. Not even a little.
The tents they were shown to were the standard kind. Without even looking, Jasper knew several ways to compromise their security, or to increase it, which freed him up to be on the look out for dangerous holy people. And to keep an eye on Aurelia. The woman had been silent - both of them had - and Jasper wasn't fool or Jamean enough to think that silent women were a good thing.
"Some of you will have to bunk up for the night,"
Shelton said with a shrug, then glanced to the side. A grin broke over his face, and he tossed Sam a casual salute as she came up. "How's the boss?"