I would love to! Are you sure I won't be in your way?
*she's thrilled that he's asking her to come and see something he's interested in, but she wants to be sure that she's not going to be in the way. She's already made enough of a mess today in her opinion*
That is good, I am sure I will be in for quite the scolding from the Comtesse for coming back so filthy today. I do not wish to have to repeat it any time soon, although it would be worth it.
[He looks thoughtful. He halts his horse near another puddle, and dismounts into it. He scoops up handfuls of gunk and smears his hunting habit with it.]
We will tell her it was my fault: that you were only helping me, and I soiled your clothing.
*she halts her horse when he does, watching curiously as he gets off of it. Her eyes widen when he purposefully gets himself dirty and she gasps*
Louis! *she swings her leg over the side of the horse and slides off of it, walking over to him and standing near the puddle* You didn't have to do that. I have been scolded by her before and I certainly will many times over again.
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*she's thrilled that he's asking her to come and see something he's interested in, but she wants to be sure that she's not going to be in the way. She's already made enough of a mess today in her opinion*
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We will tell her it was my fault: that you were only helping me, and I soiled your clothing.
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Louis! *she swings her leg over the side of the horse and slides off of it, walking over to him and standing near the puddle* You didn't have to do that. I have been scolded by her before and I certainly will many times over again.
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But this time she will not.
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Maybe she will think we both fell into the mud *laughs a little* She can hardly scold both of us.
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Let us find our stag again. Or at least some wild birds.
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I am sure we will be able to find something, and I shall do my utmost not to fall in any more puddles.