"Sand's kind of hard to travel through." It's why he hasn't gotten very far himself! Staying in Octovern wasn't ideal, but it was better than getting lost in the dunes between ruins. A glance down to his brother's feet, shoes and all. He seemed intact right now, so no reason to make that worse. "And we'd have to take a lot of supplies."

Lots and lots of worm meat, and detours for hunting. Ideally a ride would be found and skip all of that.

He pauses, brows furrowing, at the idea of whether or not he can even drive. "I've never tried," he ventures after a long, looong moment, "But how hard could it be really? One pedal means go, the other means stop, and I'm pretty sure I don't need two hands for that.."