(OOC - Sorry about causing confusion, and thanks BoundObsession.)<br/><br/>The girl, probably in her late teens, maybe twenty, dressed in clothes that were once quite nice, but now rather dirty and frayed, froze, concentrating on looking casual at seeing the man who'd just claimed the horse she was trying to lead off.  "Nothing, mister," she says, thumb running nervously up and down the lead rope.  "There was a bee chasing him.  I couldn't catch the bee, so was trying to help him get away from it."<br/><br/>She hesitated, then wrapped the lead around a nearby post to secure the horse and walked toward the door as quickly as possible while still looking casual.  "I didn't mean nothing more than that.  Just trying to protect your horse.  But now that you're here, you can take care of her."