He did not know what to say. 

Well, of course he was elated. He knew in his heart she was making the right decision and he felt she knew it too, despite her fears or misgivings. But contrary to what he would have seen her act when she accepted, she was almost mechanical in her acceptance. It was underwhelming, even if it did not deter him. Galt wasn't disappointed, however. He merely felt sympathy for her. What could have her feel thus, after he knew she was as fond of him as he was with her? It worried him, really, for her sake. 

And yet her acceptance made his smile bloom, even as she said it breathlessly and with only slight animation. He supposed she needed time, and at the moment, he felt anything in the world was possible. Her blush was all the encouragement he needed, though he made sure not to bounce for joy. He gave her a nod, smiling. "Purple it is. I'll see to it." 

With that, he gave a half turn and offered her his hand. "We do have a ride to go on. Shall I help you on your horse, my lady?" He inquired. With or without her acceptance of the help, he would have a slightly rougher time getting on his own steed. She was a much better rider than he, truth be told. If it wasn't for his acrobatic skill set, he would make a complete fool of himself, but he could vault over pretty much anything, including a horse's back. Once mounted, he awaited her signal. 

"This is your estate, I'll follow your lead. Though don't go too fast," He laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment. He would refrain from speaking of the engagement for as long as he felt it necessary. He didn't wish to overwhelm her, or make her feel trodden by the decision anymore than she might feel now.