Bringing Sara over she saw it, that look. The look she saw from men every day for a couple years. It didn't make her uncomfortable, she leant her body lightly against Sara's neck and smiled sweetly. She had no intention of mounting anything but the horse that night, but she did love to be recognized. "It's about time you offered, cowboy. Tho I have to add, dirt hardly bothers me, I've mud wrestled." She gave a playful little wink before sitting back up to her full "height", except for being seated.
"Go get saddled then. I'll just stroke your mare while I wait." She said with a little smirk, stroking her hands through Sara's mane.