[ She hums, eyes on him again, bright and quick to follow his littlest movements. Waiting, always waiting for something. ] It's a good offer, I must admit.
[ Sighs, relents, and beside her, the horse wants for attention again. Given him too much already and she turns her head back briefly, smiling for it, running her fingers over her mane again. ]
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[ Sighs, relents, and beside her, the horse wants for attention again. Given him too much already and she turns her head back briefly, smiling for it, running her fingers over her mane again. ]