"I was thinking we'd figure something out when we get there, but if you want to just try walking them in be my guest. I'm not carrying you when your feet hurt."

He squints up at the sun, takes a deep breath and digs out his phone as he walks to check something. The heavy overhangs of foliage provide intermittent shade, but more than that John is silently keeping himself aware of people around them. Whatever the shamans are up to, there's equally no reason to think they'd wouldn't be aware anyone who'd been with the wagon could be looking for them and could be a threat. He pauses for a second to glance back, scanning Ianto idly until he's a few steps closer before continuing to walk.