Fitzjames's eyebrows go up at the little interaction between horse and
rider, which smacks of more intellect than he normally expects of a horse.
He accepts the water and drinks, then hands it back.
"My thanks. For the water and for the rescue." A small, ironic smile.
"You're a stranger here yourself, I take it." A blunt assumption based on
the boy's looks and accent, to be sure.
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Fitzjames's eyebrows go up at the little interaction between horse and rider, which smacks of more intellect than he normally expects of a horse. He accepts the water and drinks, then hands it back.
"My thanks. For the water and for the rescue." A small, ironic smile. "You're a stranger here yourself, I take it." A blunt assumption based on the boy's looks and accent, to be sure.