"You must still feel weak!" the golden man told her, looking at her with worried eyes. Grabbing Morninglight by the reigns, he pulled his mount closer, and offered it to the unfortunate woman. "Perhaps it will be easier for you to ride Morninglight for a while. Don't worry, I'll hold on to the reigns, making sure he doesn't buckle!"<br/><br/>He started to nudge Layla on his horse, before she even had the time to accept or decline his offer. "I think our comrades are still back where we killed the other two."