traumaticus: (There's something at the door)
Richard ([personal profile] traumaticus) wrote 2025-06-19 12:38 am (UTC)

[Please do not go all scientific with him, Altius. Richard's little medieval brain will only be double confused.]

Hm. [He hums as an answer. He supposes that it does makes sense that this world would expose difficulties to all of them. Although, he'd have to admit that he hadn't considered that someone else would feel similar disarray and displacement as he did. At least he hadn't seen anyone else to react the same way as he had to the false light emitting from the orbs in the ceiling or the beeping tablets.

Well, either way. Richard moves to grab the saddle placed on the stable gate. Blackie, who is properly socialised and trained steed, does not seem to mind playing the part in this show-and-tell presentation and only lowers his neck to sniff the grass. Richard hauls the saddle on the horse's back and begins with his explanation, going through each part of the equipment step by step. It really helps that this is not Altius' first encounter with horses and he can trust that the other man can keep up with his explanation.

He finally, after he has grouched down to fasten the strap under Blackie's belly he's finished.]
There. Your turn.

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