[ Grell rides beside him, or behind the cargo when she must. Once back at William's home - or theirs, now, she'd suppose - she manages to dismount securely, giving her horse an appreciative pet along its side. To the poor horse that pulled all of her goods, though, she runs a hand down its snout - and once more confident that he wont bite her, rests her temple at its forehead in something of a hug. ]
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Sorry to put you through that.