Figuring the man would follow now, Mal stalked his way back to the horse, each step flooding him with more relief. The horse was nervous. "Woah girl. We're fine. Gunna be just shiny when it's all done," he murmured, patting the mare's snout. Mal stuck his foot into the stirrup and swung himself into the saddle before turning to Jack and holding out an arm.
"Ain't so easy to ride two, but a bit safer than you on foot."