"Sorr— sorry this ain't very uh, fancy or nothin'," Kieran remarked over Branwen and your own horse's hoof-steps, the steeds' current gaits being a lazy lope.

He'd taken you for a trail ride in celebration of Valentine's, treading right along a field dotted with flora and deer. He did want to take you somewhere fancy or give you something sweet, but... well, he was dirt broke.