[Slowly... it's happening. As much as Konoha tried to avoid comparison to an actual horse, it wasn't so dissimilar to how they had to be handled when colicing. The urge to lay back down might be strong, her legs might be weak... but as long as someone's leading her, pulling on her to ask her to move forward... it was easier to stay upright, to sway and plod along behind him as she all but drapes her human half over his shoulders, clinging heavily, dragging on occasion. Nearly going down again on occasion, but she barely manages to keep going.
The river eventually comes into sight, far too many minutes later than that trip ought to have taken, but Konoha's gaze is glazed, downwards, forcing herself to put one hoof in front of the other.]
What about the... Hayame person... ?
[She'd forgotten already that he said he would tell her, but it does come back to her, brings out a raw murmur.]
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The river eventually comes into sight, far too many minutes later than that trip ought to have taken, but Konoha's gaze is glazed, downwards, forcing herself to put one hoof in front of the other.]
What about the... Hayame person... ?
[She'd forgotten already that he said he would tell her, but it does come back to her, brings out a raw murmur.]
Someone else... they called me that, too...