Licking the cherry off of his tongue makes her smile, even if people are staring right now. At least her family isn't here yet.
Midge shrugs, looking down at her drink. "If you want to go horseback riding, I'm willing to try it," she replies, "though I'll need to change my shoes."
She didn't bring any boots, so a pair of tennis shoes will have to do.
The shrug and the way she looks down don't exactly show enthusiasm for the idea. He pushed a little because he had thought she was just worried about her lack of practice, but this-- Jaskier sighs.
"We can do something else. What is your favorite activity around here?"
He watches her for a second before nodding. "Alright. But no need to change your shoes. The horses will be walking, not you."
Jaskier understands the need for good footwear when it comes to physical activities, but it seems he'll be in charge of the horse, so she'll be fine. He doesn't want to go back to the hotel and give her time to change her mind.
At least he convinces her to take the long route, so she can give him a tour of the place on their way to the stables. There aren't many people around in the morning, so there is a variety of free horses to choose from.
"Aww, look at these beauties!" Jaskier says with a smile, realizing how much he misses Roach. He hopes Geralt is doing alright and wishes he could show him this... which reminds him of his camera. Fuck, he hasn't been taking enough pictures! He pulls it out and takes a few now while asking Midge- "Like anyone in particular?"
With an adoring smile, Jaskier steps back and takes a picture of Midge patting the horse before putting his camera away.
He talks to the stable man, who shows them where to leave their bags while he gets the horse ready. It's a mare, and her name is Ebony.
"A very sweet lady," he says while petting her. Then he puts his foot on the stirrup and easily jumps to straddle the horse. It takes him a second to adjust his position and he smiles at himself, glad to see that the body never forgets.
Now he can offer his hand to Midge, and the stable man puts his hands together near the ground in case she wants to step on them for a little helpful thrust.
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Midge shrugs, looking down at her drink. "If you want to go horseback riding, I'm willing to try it," she replies, "though I'll need to change my shoes."
She didn't bring any boots, so a pair of tennis shoes will have to do.
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"We can do something else. What is your favorite activity around here?"
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She’s a little anxious, but Jaskier knows what he’s doing, at least. She trusts that he’ll keep her safe.
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Jaskier understands the need for good footwear when it comes to physical activities, but it seems he'll be in charge of the horse, so she'll be fine. He doesn't want to go back to the hotel and give her time to change her mind.
At least he convinces her to take the long route, so she can give him a tour of the place on their way to the stables. There aren't many people around in the morning, so there is a variety of free horses to choose from.
"Aww, look at these beauties!" Jaskier says with a smile, realizing how much he misses Roach. He hopes Geralt is doing alright and wishes he could show him this... which reminds him of his camera. Fuck, he hasn't been taking enough pictures! He pulls it out and takes a few now while asking Midge- "Like anyone in particular?"
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The horses are, as predicted, big. At least they seem relatively gentle, though they don’t have people on their backs yet.
Somewhat surprisingly, Midge finds herself drawn to a black horse that pokes his nose out at her. She pats it very gently. “How about this one?”
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He talks to the stable man, who shows them where to leave their bags while he gets the horse ready. It's a mare, and her name is Ebony.
"A very sweet lady," he says while petting her. Then he puts his foot on the stirrup and easily jumps to straddle the horse. It takes him a second to adjust his position and he smiles at himself, glad to see that the body never forgets.
Now he can offer his hand to Midge, and the stable man puts his hands together near the ground in case she wants to step on them for a little helpful thrust.
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“Last time I got a boost like this I was jumping a fence,” she quips, trying to make light of all this. Not her best joke.
She’s thrust up onto the horse’s back, straddling it as she sits behind Jaskier.