[ Grasping the back of the seating, Grell turns to rest a knee on the bench, sword at the ready. With the horses moving faster, they'll certainly avoid those on foot; however, the stable hand is moving much faster, as his horse isn't pulling a cart. ]
I love you, Will; you know, I couldn't say it enough.
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I love you, Will; you know, I couldn't say it enough.
[ Swooping in, she kisses him. ]
I'm moving to the back.