"Guess it'll be firsts for both of us if we find any trouble."

Some minor relief that the horse had some training. Not as bad as attempting to drag a farmer's workhorse out in to battle, then. He cues for Safflower to stay still before swooping down to give the half-buried arrow a swift tug out of the dirt. He could be limber despite the cobbled together armor plating.

The wooden shaft is spun in his fingers to present the arrow to Lashan fletching-first. Once could dare say it was a playful gesture despite himself. The arrowhead clinked against the metal of his gauntlet.