Mia smiled nervously as she offered her awkward apology. Ford was staring at her again, and she tried to resist the urge to say more. Ultimately, she felt the need to offer further explanation.
"Ok, so I didn't exactly think everything through as thoroughly as I could have," She admitted, "but we're both safe, and both well hidden, so no harm done, right?"
Ford blinked slowly, gritted his teeth, and shook his head in exasperation.
"Do you need help getting down?" She asked, trying to distract him from being angry with her.
His expression hardened, but he leaned forward and began the maneuver that had worked before, swinging his far leg over the back of the saddle. Mia rushed forward to hold her arms up and brace his descent.
It went more smoothly than before, and she didn't have to throw her arms around him to prevent him from falling.
