#rivervale_lodge

She nods.

Stormwake nods (I know. Hayheart is soft and gentle under her thunder)

Dagmar's dad gives her a soft squeeze, a half hug ("I'm here")

A soft scrape of hoof against the turf, weight shifting. (She should run it off, not hold onto it like a bellyful of nettles.)

She pulls away a little. "Let's go..."

Stormwake says ("Mmm perhaps. But sometimes trolls have a profound lack of horse sense")

A sigh. (All the stubborn and little of the sense.) fondly.

Jaymes nods, not hurt per se, "Okay." ("Still here when if you need.") And he walks with her, "hmm" ("I'm sorry you've had a rough night")

Shrug.

He nods then looks at her "Odin will know what to say, or not say. He knows things"

"Yeah."

In the distance ("Typical, the mouse munchers get credit for things the horses already know)

And Jaymes walks with his daughter "I hope you like burritos She made..quite a few. I think she thinks we didn't eat on the quest"

That earns a laugh - weak, but genuine.

A bit of a smile, which for jaymes is a full flash of one. And..well, Odin WILL listen.. that's the secret. Everyone tries to fix things. Cats know to listen first. They're good at that... better than HORSES at it. thank you very much.

That last brought to you by the society of Abysial spawn in domestic form.

(End Scene)