"That might not be a good idea, Chel," He tried to hide the wince at her words, instead focusing on her posture, and the way Sara seemed to be trying to get ahead of herself.
"M'sorry, m'I borin' you? Y'coulda jus' said so," Giving her a friendly wink, he kicked his horse into gear, starting off ahead of her at a full gallop, hearing the off-beats of Sara taking off to try and keep up.