[ He's already moving towards one of the horses. Getting on is not a task he's looking forward to, but he grits his teeth and just. Hauls himself on, gripping as hard as he can so as not to tumble off the other fucking side.
There's a moment where he catches his breath, steadying himself—and when he finally turns, he's got a sack pushed towards him. He takes it without question, without wasting time to look inside. Whatever might be in there, it'll be more than he expected to have, which was nothing—but then, he didn't expect to even be put on a horse at all. Or to be outside the walls.
He blinks at the mage once. There's a lot he has yet to put together and a lot he wants to know. Time is lacking, though, so he only pulls on the reins. No reason to linger. He can find answers if he makes it out the other side. ] Thank you.
[ He doesn't waste another second, doesn't really let himself consider exactly why she's helping him, why she's deemed it worth the risk. He takes off with only a brief glance back before his attention turns to the road ahead. ]
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There's a moment where he catches his breath, steadying himself—and when he finally turns, he's got a sack pushed towards him. He takes it without question, without wasting time to look inside. Whatever might be in there, it'll be more than he expected to have, which was nothing—but then, he didn't expect to even be put on a horse at all. Or to be outside the walls.
He blinks at the mage once. There's a lot he has yet to put together and a lot he wants to know. Time is lacking, though, so he only pulls on the reins. No reason to linger. He can find answers if he makes it out the other side. ] Thank you.
[ He doesn't waste another second, doesn't really let himself consider exactly why she's helping him, why she's deemed it worth the risk. He takes off with only a brief glance back before his attention turns to the road ahead. ]