Lydia shot an apologetic look at the offended friend, "Sorry... you mean in all of these years, you've never been in a carriage?" She smiled mischievously, "I could tell you tells about carriages and rides." She looked around again, "A light would just make us a target. We're only a few hundred feet from the town and some of us see well enough in the dark to give warning. Just stick close to one of us and we'll be in a less open place soon. You can have a light then.<br/><br/>She looked at the almost glowing eyes, "Want me to take the lead?" she said and quickened her step to put a few feet between herself and the group; adopting a swagger and posture that would catch the eyes of a blind man.