She might not wince at the irritation in his voice, but her shoulders go a little straighter. She turns her head, giving him her attention while he speaks.

"I believe you. I apologize if I've been pokin' too much fun at your expense."

She doesn't sound insincere, though there's a quiet sort of composure to the way she looks and sounds that could be masking an inclination to coddle his ego in shy remorse, or inform him that it's simply too easy and she can hardly be expected to resist. Whichever it is remains a mystery.

"You're sittin' on this horse right now t'prove a point?"

She'd rather he enjoy the 'adventure', but for his company and the laughter replacing this morning's frown, she'll take what she can get.