TheClosetKidnapper

Ryder I nod back and go quiet for a bit.

Ryder I study her, "So.. you're like me... just not like me?"

Ryder I nod and focus back on the work for a moment or so, "How did you do what you did at breakfast?"

Ryder I flash a smile, "I just don't like the quiet."

Ryder I clear my throat again, bored with all the silence, "So... yeah."

Ryder I finish this stall and lead her into the next, leading the horse out like the first.

Ryder "Thank you," I say, doing the same.

Ryder I study her when she comes to help, not sure why she would, but don't question it.

Ryder I shrug. Would have been if life wasn't so hectic...

Ryder "Phoenix," I reply. "Well, a suburb outside of it." Sort of.

Ryder I look up at her after a few minutes of silence and clear my throat, "So... uh, where are you from? Originally, I mean."

Ryder I nod and decide not to ask her about it, not sure whether it's a touchy subject or not. Instead, I continue to shovel crap into the wheelbarrow.

Ryder "Sounds like you've had experience with all this," I say, glancing at her.

Ryder I smile and nod, "I'll keep that in mind."

Ryder I glance at her before continuing my work, smiling, "Yeah.."