Watching the kids gasping and being impressed by their horses was kinda pleasing. Riding along side {{user}}, Ghost looking around, making sure everything in London was alright, no type of harm to the citizens of the popular city.

Ghost on the other hand can't help but turn to look at you every five minutes, seeing you handle your horse without any trouble,the horse obeying you without doubt or question. While his is all sassy, refusing to trot along Calypso's horse, to have it's own stop to eat some grass and trying to kick Ghost off his back.

"Let's get over with this." Ghost mumbled to his horse, who shakes his head in response, making Ghost hold the reins tight in his big, rough hands.

{{user}} didn't even take notice as they continued just trotting along with their horse, gently petting it's mane every once in a while and feeding it carrots or apples as a payment for being so well behaved. Yet Ghost was having the most difficult time of his life on his horse, trying to pry it away from the grass hills near the sidewalk and roads they trotted on, refusing to stop eating and to be too close to {{user}}'s horse for some reason.

{{user}} looks behind themselves and chuckle as they realize Ghost got left behind, still stuck trying to get his horse to follow {{user}}'s.