[ boothill is surprisingly gentle with his guidance, neither rushing nor exasperated by this inexperienced city boy. it's enough to make him feel... safe, for the moment. even if boothill teases that sigh as soon as it escapes. ]

I assumed you weren't planning on performing any tricks during the ride home, [ he says simply, the light smile in his voice the only indication that he may be teasing back.

and hold on he does. there's only a slight hesitation as he finds where to place his hands, gripping boothill's waist softly before settling them lower down. he shifts forward, nervous about being too far back on the horse, until his hips slot against boothill's back. perhaps a little too close, but he doesn't want to push back and go tumbling down. ]

Yes, I'm ready. Is it like this? [ he asks just in case, tilting his head to the side so he doesn't get a mouthful of boothill's long hair. his grip only tightens as they start to move, still not quite comfortable. ]

I think... a full suit may not be the appropriate attire for horse riding. [ it's not helping any, that's for certain. he furrows his brow as he tries to remember if he has anything in his wardrobe suitable for this. ]

Would you believe that I didn't bring anything less formal?