Sayomi stared up at the horse for a moment before waited for the other to move their foot from the stirrup so he could hoist himself up behind him. Once in place he held onto the back of the cowboy's shirt, "Silas, what brought you out this way?"<br/><br/>The question was soft but held a hint of wonder as the young native realized he was in the care of a stranger he knew nothing about. Not that he would pry should the man tell him to mind his own business. It was a simple curiosity at this point. He desired to understand what drove people to be the way they were. Was it the good in their own heart or the thought that they could gain something for lending a hand to one less fortunate.