"You can say hi, if you want." Beth's a few steps behind, watching him watch the horses. It's a familiar stance to her, of somebody who doesn't quite know what to do but wants to do something. "Most of them are pretty friendly. You just gotta be gentle."

To demonstrate, she goes up to one--Moonfire, Sonia's horse--with steady, slow steps, and holds out her hand for a sniff before reaching up to stroke its neck. The whole time, her gaze drifts from horse to man, keeping an eye on whether he's watching.