Ethan grinned sheepishly as Amuné made her preference for a riding partner quite clear. No question that she liked him, though now he wondered if that may be for the wrong reasons; she thought he was a Ydran, and it was quite clear he was anything but. What made her think of such a thing anyways? It baffled him honestly, yet he worried what it might do to her to learn he wasn't one of her people. For now it looked to give her hope, and Ethan had every intention of letting her enjoy that as long as she could. It of course meant coming clean later too, and no doubt hurting her feelings, but he hoped she'd not be too terribly upset once they got to that point. "You want to ride with me? That's fine, you can sit in front and help me hold the reigns," he answered, smiling as he gave a thumbs up, "There's more than enough room for both of us I'd imagine, not a problem." It was easier than her getting her own horse too, as that would mean finding one that was small enough for the little girl. 

"In the cart might be best. We can likely move faster with just the horses anyways," Nymira reflected, "And it's best he's rested anyways, should we need him for anything." Namely fighting, she figured, especially if there were more men still seeking to capture her. The chances of such a thing were unlikely, yet it was best they be prepared rather than caught by surprise. So if herself, Ethan and that Machina were all to ride a horse, then they would need three in all. Not to mention the cart, and then the cost of any supplies they should require. Nymira was fairly confident they could afford whatever they would need, especially given how amazed the others had been over her small fortune. "If there's nothing else to sort out, might we get going? I hate to waste time standing around..."

Norman smiled knowingly at Cecil's surprise, tapping his own temple with his forefinger. "I've got ways of getting around quickly, don't you worry about me my friend. I'll be able to come to near any town or city within hours, you've my personal guarantee on that." He wanted to track Cecil's progress and gather information on him, perhaps then he could discern the Machina's place of origin. Every factory had some kind of trademark they built into their pieces, whether it was something as obvious as an emblem, or some kind of feature or component. Without some thorough inspection he'd not know what Cecil's was, yet maybe over time he'd catch a glimpse of some clue. The mention of horses took him somewhat by surprise, he'd never considered a Machina riding a horse before. Ethan's question looked to properly stump Cecil, yet he could offer some help in that regard. "Well... Given Cecil's size, the material he's made of and factoring in the usual components, I'd venture he weighs roughly 60 kilograms. That's perfectly fine for a regular sized horse, he shouldn't have any problems," Norman remarked, smiling then at Cecil, "And you've got your oil, don't you worry. We'll put it in that cart of yours once you get it. Come back around here on your way back, I'll send a few things with you for the trip."

"Really? That's awesome, thanks Norman! We'll be sure to come by!" Ethan responded cheerfully, grinning as he clasped his hands together, "So that settles it! We'll go get horses, find ourselves a cart, then stop by here before leaving. Looks like we've got a plan!" And now they could get moving once more, within the hour anyways. He was fairly certain he had seen some stables back by the eastern entrance, they were bound to have a horse or two for sale there. Hm, but come to think of it, should they split up here and get things done faster? "Do you guys suppose we should split up and get this done faster? I mean we're in the city, we should be okay," Ethan suggested, figuring it would be faster. Like other times before though, his idea of separating didn't appear to sit well with everyone.

"Because nothing ever happens to anyone within a city," Nymira said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as Ethan gave her an apologetic look, "No, we'd best stay together. Besides, we'll need three people to move the horses, I don't imagine we can ride them down the streets. If we have to lead them then it's best one of us each takes one." That was if they could even bring the horses here. She hadn't seen a single horse anywhere in Galloway itself, only along the outskirts and at the stables. It was very likely it could just be too busy to allow them in, yet with it getting later in the day maybe they could manage it. "If that's settled, shall we get going?"