May your past be the sound
"All good things I hope," he quipped rhetorically, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. While he was genuinely curious what Deimos or Kia might've said about him to her, he was also insanely anxious about it - so much so that he would never dream of actually asking, of actually wanting to know, lest he hate what he was told.
"Ah, 'ride' might be wrong word," he admitted with a chuckle at her question. He indicated at the small platform between the great handles of the rig, that helped to push the blade into the ground. "To help Talys get going initially, you can lean your weight there to help the blade into the soil and ask her to move on. Once you're going, you can walk behind it, and only lean on the platform if you hit a sticky bit."
He grinned encouragingly, idly patting Lukkja's strong nape, hand ducking into a pocket to present him with a treat in hopes of gently coaxing him awake once more. "Lukkja and I will be right by your side the whole way," he said as the equid snuffled at his hand and consumed the treat offered, weight shifting as he prepared to walk alongside the woman and the mare.
"Ah, 'ride' might be wrong word," he admitted with a chuckle at her question. He indicated at the small platform between the great handles of the rig, that helped to push the blade into the ground. "To help Talys get going initially, you can lean your weight there to help the blade into the soil and ask her to move on. Once you're going, you can walk behind it, and only lean on the platform if you hit a sticky bit."
He grinned encouragingly, idly patting Lukkja's strong nape, hand ducking into a pocket to present him with a treat in hopes of gently coaxing him awake once more. "Lukkja and I will be right by your side the whole way," he said as the equid snuffled at his hand and consumed the treat offered, weight shifting as he prepared to walk alongside the woman and the mare.
of your feet upon the ground
CHULANE
