[ ... She should have seen this coming. And maybe a part of her had suspected, when he'd asked about open grounds and privacy and giving him room to move, but all the same, Fiore's mouth falls open slightly.
Very slightly, because she was raised to at least be a proper lady, and she wants to protest for the sake of propriety, but then he was the one who offered, but the thought of actually riding him is--
In all actuality, Fiore can't stammer and fumble for long, not when her legs have very little strength remaining, and she'll only worry him if she falls onto her face rather than following his instructions. So, before she can think too hard about it, she finds just enough strength left to get one leg over and then she's half-falling onto his back with her arms wrapping around his waist for support. ]
A-are you really sure about this?
[ Did anyone actually ever ride a centaur?? She's so embarrassed. ]
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Very slightly, because she was raised to at least be a proper lady, and she wants to protest for the sake of propriety, but then he was the one who offered, but the thought of actually riding him is--
In all actuality, Fiore can't stammer and fumble for long, not when her legs have very little strength remaining, and she'll only worry him if she falls onto her face rather than following his instructions. So, before she can think too hard about it, she finds just enough strength left to get one leg over and then she's half-falling onto his back with her arms wrapping around his waist for support. ]
A-are you really sure about this?
[ Did anyone actually ever ride a centaur?? She's so embarrassed. ]