Coop had always been fair, heavy handed sometimes, but the lads that came through were troublesome and sometimes in need of a slap or dressing down. Colt gently smiled gaze taking in her look as she tried to reassure him. For the short term, Coop would one day come up against bad odds, Colt just had to stop by more often.[color=#c10300] “That makes me feel a bit better, but if I’m ever prying too much or speaking shite, just say so.” [/color]His head gave a small nod, reaffirming he meant it and with a grin he leaned a fraction into her palm. [color=#c10300]“Dunno about that, I don’t talk well and I ain’t all that good with words. I just don’t like folks taking advantage o’ your grace. You do enough.” [/color]
Colt’s head shook, brow creasing again,[color=#c10300] “Na, na. Ain’t no favors you need worry about. Most of ‘em owed me anyhow.”[/color] Not an outright lie, but he’d prefer to keep her out of Coterie business, keep her hands clean of the not-so-legal stuff. [color=#c10300]“Gotta head to Rivian in a few months, but I think I won out on that. It was gonna be Ferelden and that place is as wet and damp as mud.”[/color] A rare grimace of dislike crossed his face. He didn’t like it much, it might have had to do with the fact every time he had, the entire trip was done in the middle of a “historic” downpour. [color=#c10300]“Probably the one place I won’t take you. It’s shit.”[/color]
His support didn’t leave her until she was secure, adjusted enough that he could let one hand fall on the back lip of the saddle, the other gathering the reins loosely. Bessie was a smart beast, well experienced too and Colt had no concerns of her bolting suddenly. [color=#c10300]“You wanna sit properly or just hang your legs?”[/color] He’d adjust the stirrups if so, guiding her small feet into them. [color=#c10300]“No worries with her though, she knows, horses understand and feel everything about the person on their back. If you're relaxed, she is too, but Bess is sound so I ain’t worr-.” [/color]
That kiss to his head short circuited his brain for a second,[color=#c10300] “Huh. I…”[/color] a light rosy hue began filling his cheeks, mumbling, [color=#c10300]“I forgot what I was… Oh yeah.”[/color] Clearing his throat, Colt’s eyes narrowed on her, grin beginning to curl playfully. [color=#c10300]“It’s fine. If you fall I’ll be able to catch you. Long legs and all. You got the high ground, I can be your cushion so.. is all good.”[/color] Flashing her a wink he moved to walk on, Bessie’s feet slowly shifting to follow him unheeded.
Colt’s head shook, brow creasing again,[color=#c10300] “Na, na. Ain’t no favors you need worry about. Most of ‘em owed me anyhow.”[/color] Not an outright lie, but he’d prefer to keep her out of Coterie business, keep her hands clean of the not-so-legal stuff. [color=#c10300]“Gotta head to Rivian in a few months, but I think I won out on that. It was gonna be Ferelden and that place is as wet and damp as mud.”[/color] A rare grimace of dislike crossed his face. He didn’t like it much, it might have had to do with the fact every time he had, the entire trip was done in the middle of a “historic” downpour. [color=#c10300]“Probably the one place I won’t take you. It’s shit.”[/color]
His support didn’t leave her until she was secure, adjusted enough that he could let one hand fall on the back lip of the saddle, the other gathering the reins loosely. Bessie was a smart beast, well experienced too and Colt had no concerns of her bolting suddenly. [color=#c10300]“You wanna sit properly or just hang your legs?”[/color] He’d adjust the stirrups if so, guiding her small feet into them. [color=#c10300]“No worries with her though, she knows, horses understand and feel everything about the person on their back. If you're relaxed, she is too, but Bess is sound so I ain’t worr-.” [/color]
That kiss to his head short circuited his brain for a second,[color=#c10300] “Huh. I…”[/color] a light rosy hue began filling his cheeks, mumbling, [color=#c10300]“I forgot what I was… Oh yeah.”[/color] Clearing his throat, Colt’s eyes narrowed on her, grin beginning to curl playfully. [color=#c10300]“It’s fine. If you fall I’ll be able to catch you. Long legs and all. You got the high ground, I can be your cushion so.. is all good.”[/color] Flashing her a wink he moved to walk on, Bessie’s feet slowly shifting to follow him unheeded.
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