The pull and Martin's directions seemed to coincide, so Mia let him take the lead. He seemed suspicious of her role in the group, but no one informed him of her abilities.
Whether that was out of deference to her privacy or merely overlooking the fact that he hadn't been informed, Mia couldn't say for sure.
Martin looked at the horses with a questioning eye, but of course now they had no spares.
"Daniel can ride with me, or Mia with Ford," Anaisa looked around questioningly, and Mia dropped her eyes.
One was utilitarian as the lowest amount of weight on a single horse. The latter suggestion would allow Mia's magic to be preserved without Martin questioning why the pair were holding hands.
