As they went downhill and pass the Snakey Mountain, Calamity's still afraid of it. Williams held her hand and then went out.
Calamity was moved by what he did. The journey this time made her found a different side of him. His big palms had thick calluses. As a Lord with the wealth and honor from his childhood, he hadn't needed to do any manual work so the calluses should be formed from his training in combat skills, which gained her admiration. Practicing martial arts would suffer all kinds of hardships. One who could persist in it must have a spectacular willpower.
Though they had passed the Snake Hill, Williams was still not lax. He knew that they might be threatened by bandits at the foot of the hill. He'd killed a few Tibetan mastiffs on the way towards the summit. They're domesticated. Their deaths might alert the bandits.
Calamity didn't know why he walked faster and faster. She said, "Don't worry. We still have time."