"Good man." The nearest hive isn't that far away, and Martel's inclined to ride hard - but navigating the streets without actually riding down civilians (at this proximity, Jim can probably feel the momentary hesitation when he nearly does it anyway) requires enough finesse that he's not making the pace he'd prefer.

Almost as an afterthought, taking a corner and jerking Kalten away from oncoming pedestrians, "Martel of Damerel, by the by. Lord Margrave, but who's counting here-"

At this point, Jim's grip is a very good thing as Martel's weight shifts and then Kalten jumps someone's rudimentary blockade.