"Her name’s princess. The most elegant filly in these parts, she is. Climb on up, don't be shy. She's a good girl, that one."

Assisting you onto the horse, his touch rested gently on your lower back, the cool metal meeting your skin's warmth as he patted Princess's back and guided her with the reins.

"Grasp on firmly now, ya hear? Don't want you takin' a spill off her so soon. Let's go, she's nothing to fear."

Aware of your unease around horses, he was determined to help you overcome it.