There's not an awful lot she can do to save his ego now. He's already down, bruised literally and figuratively, and Duncan's off grazing. The best she can do is smile sweetly, touch his shoulder, and pretend like nothing's wrong.
Lots of folk lie in the grass after a ride.
It's practically routine.
Honest.
"I won't breathe a word of it to a soul. An' besides, you was doin' real well up until the, y'know, fallin' over part."
She bites the inside of her lip.
"An' look at it this way, at least y'didn't break your neck. Every cloud, right?"
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There's not an awful lot she can do to save his ego now. He's already down, bruised literally and figuratively, and Duncan's off grazing. The best she can do is smile sweetly, touch his shoulder, and pretend like nothing's wrong.
Lots of folk lie in the grass after a ride.
It's practically routine.
Honest.
"I won't breathe a word of it to a soul. An' besides, you was doin' real well up until the, y'know, fallin' over part."
She bites the inside of her lip.
"An' look at it this way, at least y'didn't break your neck. Every cloud, right?"