Tollia sat in her slender mare's saddle. Staring up Into the sky, trying to sort out the wrenching feeling in her chest. She heard Sterling, but said nothing, her eyes locked onto where the Dragon had flown. She could hear Gar guide his gelding up to Florence. Could hear him whispering in her ear.
"I don't want to trouble the two of you further. I am sure that you have errands of your own to attend to. We are very grateful for your aid, we'll find a way to manage on our own. We don't want to trouble you." Gar sighed, speaking beneath his breath. "Though truth be told we could use the two of you. We've never been any farther than the river."
"Its no trouble trust me. We have nothing to do and no where to be. Plus I'd imagine it'd be fun," Florence answered back looking over at Sterling who nodded in agreement.