"Who, Ennis?" He actually looked around at the mention, not having considered the man might be around. "'Dunno. Might be out workin'a herd." Some of the animals were still out to pasture, and he hadn't thought to see if a horse was missing besides theirs. Chel had properly distracted him, and he suddenly prayed it wasn't going to bite him in the ass.
Once they were out of the barn, he shut the last gate before swinging onto his horse with a practiced ease, clicking his tongue to set them off towards a trail.