"That would be me," Rowan says readily with an easy, assured laugh. He has no qualms about admitting to those sort of weaknesses. He has plenty, and plenty of them can be shared without worry.

They reach the care and Rowan pauses to open the door for her, guiding her in with a light hand to the small of her back.

"All the things I know, I don't know how to ride a horse. I've rarely been out of the city, to be honest."