Lidia took the mug fron him. "Me knowed ya din't get much rest. Me know ya used ta lead'n. Me behind ya and 'ave no idea w'ere's we 'eaded. Ya gets too fur 'ee an yaw yas gonna know. Ya 'orses ain't dumb t'ey ain't gon'n off no cliff, mes got ya back."<br/><br/>The farmer's daughter held the mug and drew in a long whiff. "Mmm, this smells soo good.  Thankies, Jared. Just perfect." She wrapped the rains in the hand holed by her seat and looked in her basket. She pulled a blueberry buttered muffin and munched. "Ohhh golly em good!"