"Nonsense. It's jus' a matter of adjustin' the books. I trust you."

She grins, and takes a step forward. Lineave has a beautiful, proud face. Her eyes are clear and healthy. She's obviously been well cared for, as she'd expect no less from Lady Marian — and the way she pins her ears forward speaks of spunk she'd also expect from a compatriot of Marian's.

She digs a sugar cube out of her pocket, and holds it out to the mare.

"Must'a been a short-notice decision; Marian didn't mention bringin' her back, last we spoke. Is she still sleepin'? I'd like t'catch up with her later on, if she ain't indisposed."