"Yeah, that'll help. If we have to run we have to run - can you carry me, though?"

She eyes him with some skepticism. To her eye his legs seem too slender and his overall frame a bit too deerlike to comfortably hold her. But then again, she's only ever ridden a quadraped twice in her life, and only long enough to tackle the other guy off his horse.

The joust seems like a very long time ago.

"I suppose if you had anything else to turn into, you'd propose it. Let's just - try not to get noticed."