Gilan
Gilan chuckled to himself as he poured coffee into two cups and set them on the table with their breakfast. He knew that Rishida liked milk or something in her coffee, but he wasn't sure exactly what she wanted, so he decided to leave that to her.
"Right...eight feet tall," he said and sat sideways in his chair, taking a much smaller bite of his sausage than Rishida and washing it down with coffee before responding.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you asked if we're using my horse?" Gilan cleared his throat and took another bite of sausage
James
((I feel that))
James picked up on the increase in Starshine's pace and opened his eyes, turning to see what his apprentice had noticed. Instead of seeing an intent and alert Onyx, he found a hand dangerously close to his eyeball and leaned sideways in his saddle to avoid Onyx's attack on his ear. He managed to keep his balance, and waited for her to withdraw her hand before sitting upright again.
The sideways lean had put pressure on his left clavicle though, and the tension in the muscles and tendons there reminded him of the broken collarbone he had sustained in the same skirmish with Seoyeon. It didn't hurt him anymore. The only real remnant of the injury was the slight stiffness in that area. His arm would never really have the full range of motion it had before, as he hadn't splinted it immediately. Fortunately that wasn't his dominant arm, and typically he didn't need to reach over his head to fight with a knife or fire an arrow.
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