Senaida
Torren might as well be a child. He was still ignorant of many things. He only knew bits and pieces from watching others. Kateri shooting out a fireball from her hands, for example. His kind living in the water gave them a natural affinity for it, but fire was foreign to them. Only recently had he learned that fire was used for cooking. A preparation method that transforms the food into something new entirely. Watching her hand lighting up with fire awed him. His new friend controlled the magic that makes food tasty! "Wow, Kateri make fire like cook fire! I make water, other Macen make other things?" He nods, indicating he understood her message. "And water makes fire go away. I no make water to you." He smiles softly. It was meant to be an expression of understanding. He'll try not to perform his water magic with her nearby, seeing as she has an aversion to it. 
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Torren was ignorant to the history of the land people. Although, he wasn't any less ignorant about the history of his own people. His tribe focused less on history lessons and more on survival. They taught him how to find prey, how to track them down and deliver a fatal shot. Most of his tribe weren't picky, they eat what they can get, but Torren always found it interesting that there are different tastes and textures. That was the driving force that left him floundering about here on land.
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And like in history, he's similarly unversed in the concept of rudeness. At least for this case. He simply thought that her laughing meant she was happy and was agreeing with him. His friend didn't like doors either! That's another commonality he could add to the list. The Treton found himself giggling with her at her affirmation.
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With further explanation from Kateri, he understood his mistake. He had mistakenly assumed he was to ride his own horse who would be tethered to hers. He released the binds that connected the cart with the horse and brought the horse over to Kateri's. He tries to find somewhere he can loop his horse's reigns to. "Okay horse, be nice to horse," He says as he tethers them together. He was about to mount Kateri's horse, but realized maybe she should mount it first. He looks back to her and waits for her to mount before climbing up himself.
Sally
She wouldn't have exactly called it 'cook fire', but she supposed there had been a time or ten where an impromptu fire hadn't gone amiss, whether that be while hunting on longer bouts into the wild or the hearth at home. Both would be for cooking purposes more or less. She nodded to him. "Yes, a few of us do. Mostly elemental workings, but other things too." She wasn't specific.

"Here." Kateri was quick to help him as Torren sought a place to tie up his draft horse. She grabbed her horse's halter and held it out to him. "Do you know the knots? How to tie?" They could also use the horse's tail to pony them together, but she didn't know the other horse's temperment. If it bucked or went crazy, then it could hurt her mare—possibly damaging its spine. It was safer to use the halters themselves. She appreciated that the fish-man had the humility and patience to wait for her to mount her steed before him. *What a gentlemen,* She thought while feeling a twinge of guilt because of her initial fear of him. 

If the horses were tied together, she would stick her boot into the stirrup and raise herself into the saddle. Once situated, she would extend her hand out to him to help him sit behind her. However, if the horses were not tied, then she would delicately take his line and make the knot herself. Once secured, she would mount offering the same help.
Senaida
Torren was satisfied with her answer regarding Macen capabilities. For now, his focus was on tethering the horses together. He took the rouncey's halter and started on a knot. "I know knot!" He exclaimed happily. He may not know that many variations of knots, but he was able to secure the horses together. A simple knot, but it does the job. The draft horse seemed to be going through everything patiently, or perhaps without a care.

He waited for Kateri to settle herself on the saddle before attempting to climb up himself. He would be a little confused on where to put his feet seeing as the stirrup is occupied. But with Kateri's help, he would eventually find his way on the horse. He hadn't ridden a horse before, or any other creature for that matter. It was strange being on land, riding a cart was also unique, but riding? He was practically standing with another's legs.

In the midst of him coming to terms with the sensation, it struck him that he didn't exactly know where they were going. Yes, she said a town, but what is this town?

"Kateri, where we go?"
Alice
*Jack is with Tanner on a ride towards the city.* "You know you can speak whenever you please, I wont laugh my situation is worse then your petite voice." *He would exclaim in a embarrassed attitude.* "Also do you have any weapons to defend yourselves for our travels?"
Sally
His 'I know knot' was presumably not to be confused with 'I know not' from his expression, but more than that, the M'lysta had begun the work of tying up the horses to her own satisfaction. That was a curse—or blessing depending on the perspective—her mother had gifted her. The gift of making sure a job is done right. It was a bossy attribute, but Kateri's version was softer than her mother's logical, no non-sense edition. She demanded perfection in the sharpest sense. Where the older woman's authority was like a sculpture with a chisel, Kateri's was more like a goose-feathered pillow that she tapped against the accused until the situation melded to her wishes. Unlike her mother, Kateri's eyes wouldn't stab like the edge of broken glass when disappointed. However, there was no disappointment where the knot was concerned, and she smiled politely at Torren. "Well, done. Now hop up here."

The scene that followed wasn't akin to graceful dancers. Perhaps it was more like a whale trying to scale a snow-capped mountain, struggling to get to the top and sliding downwards in the process. Nevertheless, Torren made it safely upon her mount. "Good. Now wrap your hands around my waist." As soon as she said the words, she felt her face warm up. Thinking back, Kateri didn't know if she had ever had a man this close to her before—it felt... Strange. "Tightly," She added, hoping the rougher contact would reduce the sensuality of the act. "We are off to my home, New Salvainia. There, you won't find a better carpenter for a set of wheels." She leaned over and rubbed the horses neck. "Let's go, girl. I'll make sure you have a little extra food when we get back."

Glancing back at Torren, she chided him. "I said, tighter." Although it wasn't a real scolding. Kateri didn't have a mean bone in her body. She was already laughing as she kicked her heels and started towards the city.
Rachael
*Tanner fumbles with his tunic with a soft shy sigh, still feeling insecure but he quietly nods and leans a bit close to the man so he could be heard from his soft squeaked voice.* "Oh-Ohkahy... Ahf yuuhr shure... Ahnd nuh nuht ruuhlly. Ah hahve ayh sihmple dahgger, ahnd knuhw suhm dehfehnsihve spehlls." *He explains, pulling away once he responded and looked around at the scenery of the Salvainia roads.*
Alice
*Jack grunts and sighs.* "Well we can only hope this blacksmith has some better weapons for you. I also need to get some weapons for myself because mine broke in the last bandit camp I raided." *Jack is coming across the city gates.* "Itll take about 10 more minutes for us to get there so just relax until we get there I suppose."
Rachael
*Tanner frowns a bit, he didn't like the idea of having to fight... He was rather passive and stayed out of trouble if he could help it. He slumps down where he sat and pouted,* "Duwh ah hahve tuhw luurhn tuh fihght?... Ah'm moahr skihlled ahn mahgihc, nuht cluhse uhp bahttle..." *He mumbles, sounding like a whiny child being forced to do something they disliked.*
Alice
*Jack chuckles.* "Oh so youre a support you should learn restoration magic or magic that can enhance peoples pyhsical capabilities. But thats far out of my knowledge. Maybe the blscksmith can help us out but it would be good to equip yourself just incase." *They are now heading into the cit, Jack stations his wagon and horses to a post.* "Come on lets head inside the city but you can still talk, only because I'll threaten anyone who messes with you." *He starts heading towards the cities gate.*
Rachael
*Tanner nods, giving a cheerful smile to Jack.* "Yuhp! Ah'm ahy dehcehnt— ahem... Heahlehr! Ah cahn ahlsuh cuhnceahl muhsehlf, mahke aht suh ahf ah ahym ahttahcked, ah cahn sneahk awahy!" *He says, making silly hand gestures when talking about his stealthy abilities, softly giggling to himself at his own actions before his cheerful expression became a flustered one.* "R-Ruuhlly?... Yuhw'd duh taht fuhr muhy?!" *He squeaks shocked, did this mean he made a friend out of Jack? The thought clearly brightened him to know he had a friend, hopefully this one doesn't use him or hurt him like the several past 'friends' the Fae has made.*