[Bob, giant, lovely, brave and beautiful Bob sees the two of them in potential danger and comes barreling back over. Zealots are slow walking towards them like the Terminator and it's horse to the rescue.
He comes to a halt close-by and noses the back of Lance's hand where it's latched around Vira's waist and Lance screeches, letting go. But then he hears the horse snort and looks over… and feels sick. Bob does not look like Bob to him, but… but he can tell it is Bob. He knows from the touch. And also because he's hearing Bob speak to him… yes, that's completely normal.
He grabs Vira's hand and starts to pull her to the cart.] C-come on! Bob's right here with the cart, we can trust him! He said so!
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He comes to a halt close-by and noses the back of Lance's hand where it's latched around Vira's waist and Lance screeches, letting go. But then he hears the horse snort and looks over… and feels sick. Bob does not look like Bob to him, but… but he can tell it is Bob. He knows from the touch. And also because he's hearing Bob speak to him… yes, that's completely normal.
He grabs Vira's hand and starts to pull her to the cart.] C-come on! Bob's right here with the cart, we can trust him! He said so!