Toho led the horses right up to the tent, a pair of sleek, powerful rides, one of which matched the unique color of Damita's eyes almost perfectly. He stepped back inside, freezing in place and arching a brow when he saw her. She looked..amazing. And it might be inappropriate to say - especially out loud - but she filled out the traditional Jaega dress much better than any Jaega female he'd ever seen. It was a size too small, which helped, though Toho hadn't done it on purpose. At the moment, he was simply agog as he looked over those slender thighs and her bulbous cleavage.<br/><br/>He bit his lip, trying not to be disrespectful. he quickly went over the clean water bucket and filled a quartet of waterskins for the ride. He moved towards her, averting his eyes as to not make her feel awkward, and opened a small container that would look to Damita like a cigar box. He drew out a handful of dried meat strips. That would do..Toho knew where to find fruit trees along the way if they needed anything more.<br/><br/>He loaded those provisions into small saddle bags, waiting outside the tent for Damita, then helping her onto her horse before getting onto his own. He found himself hoping that the trip didn't reopen any old wounds for her, or cause her any new problems. She'd been through so much already..