Meldarion gazed at her with an unreadable look. He could be filled with suspicion or just contempt it looked like. His body did not move as he regarded her, and without second thought, he snapped his fingers. The man's horse trotted over to him. He pet the beast's mane as if he truly cared for the creature, then brought it over to Mikasa. "Here." he said, handing her the reins. He expected her surprise. 

"Take this and go back from whence you came." he told her. "Do what you can, where you can. Perhaps we shall meet again." Rylen's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "What are you doing, Mel?" he demanded. Meldarion ignored him, giving her a nod, before turning his back to her and walking away. Rylen hesitated, then followed Mel into the wilderness, leaving a very confused Mikasa. 

"Mel, what are you thinking?" he asked. "Why give that bitch a horse!? Tell me!" Meldarion sighed, then glanced at Rylen. "Because she is not one looking to harm us. And when war does come...it would be better to find an east that is divided than an east that is united against us." 
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