He chuckled. "She can. I've got you, though, I won't let you fall off. We will have to detour slightly to make the bridge though," he warned her. He kept a good grip on her as the horse charged away at his slight nudge. He kept them to a fairly even pace, not the fastest the horse could go - this wasn't an emergency - but above a trot for sure. "As to who the Silver Twins are... I'm not sure where to even begin explaining..." he added, though the wind probably took most of his volume.

It wouldn't take long before she'd be able to hear the sound of the river up ahead.