She laughs the whole way back, clamoring up to the stables with a "yeeHAW!"

Her chest is heaving just about as bad as Nova's is, and she leans forward in her seat to rub his slick coat with pride and affection once they've stopped.

"Good boy! You're a fine fella, yes you are! I'll make sure you get an extra scoop of oats tonight, my champion."

Her face is all innocence when she looks to Doc, big blue eyes round and childlike.