Dan nods a bit as he adjusts his own hat. He'll head north, back towards the top end of the canyon. Catch a door near Contention, maybe. He's not sure why but that's where his heart is telling him to head.
He smiles, just a bit.
"Maybe we'll do it again sometime," he says, and he means it.
Fingers curl around leather reins, and he holds Ben's gaze a minute before he turns his mare around and then digs his heels into the stirrups, clicking to her quietly, moving to head towards the north.
Then he stops, and turns to glance at Ben over his shoulder.
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Dan nods a bit as he adjusts his own hat. He'll head north, back towards the top end of the canyon. Catch a door near Contention, maybe. He's not sure why but that's where his heart is telling him to head.
He smiles, just a bit.
"Maybe we'll do it again sometime," he says, and he means it.
Fingers curl around leather reins, and he holds Ben's gaze a minute before he turns his mare around and then digs his heels into the stirrups, clicking to her quietly, moving to head towards the north.
Then he stops, and turns to glance at Ben over his shoulder.
"Thanks, Wade."
A nod, a smile, and then he turns and rides out.