Re: Later at the medbay
“Aye, they seemed to think so,” he nodded in agreement.
When she asked what had happened, that wavelf guilt came again. He’d hoped he might get out the conversation without answering that part, and he also didn’t want to get Darcy in any bother with his missus. She seemed calm and pleasant, but one never could tell.
“Ah... well, it was pretty quick,” he said evasively, and then sighed a little. “We were... probably being daft like, a bit over-confident, you know? It’s not the same riding here as in an open field. The horses know it’s not quite right and spook more easily,” he explained. He’d seen it in his own, usually very docile sholtie.