Doc doesn't notice the secret-sharing going on behind him, as he leads the gelding out of the stables and towards the path that will lead them towards the mountains.

Horse still needs a name, but he's got an idea floating around in his head, now.

The path on this part of the trail is wide and flat, and easy enough for her to come along side him if she'd like to. Nova's used to running in a pack, the gelding not so much, but he's got the reins held firm just in case he decides to try and start something.

"This fella's used t'bein' the only horse for miles, I think," he comments, idly, tossing the words back to her as he tilts his head.