She smiled gently at him, not even bothering to remind him how old she was- what time frame she had been raised in. 
She listened well when he gave her her boundries, being thankful that they were loose enough to allow her some space to run the horse if she wanted- and she did indeed want. 

Staying in place for a moment, feeling the reigns in her hands, she guided Bessies into a relaxed trot around,. this gave her the chance to survey her surroundings too. Everything looked good, and she was indeed careful around the eastern corner, but got a glimpse of his handiwork. 

Best not to forget who he is, she reminded herself. 

Her grip tightened a bit on the reigns as she thought about it. 

He is a hunter...and surely not the only one in the city. She'll lay low here for the next few days, as he suggested, and she'll even try to enjoy herself...but she shouldn't get too attached to anything here. A vampire doesn't belong in a hunter's world..

With a sigh, she looked up and around, not even realizing that she had made bessi come to a full stop around the edge of the farm. She overlooked everything for a moment. This was his home, his world...but her moment here would be fleeting...so she might as well enjoy the ride. 

With that thought in mind, she got bessie into a trot for a bit before slowly speeding her up until she was in a full out run. The energy and the wind in her face lifted her spirits for the moment, before she slowed bessie back down to a trot and brought her back to the stable. "Connor, she is indeed a good horse. I may invest in buying a stud for her if you would like."