[Mystique is actually unsure whether she's heard anything either, and she's still on her guard. She nods when Collette lets her know she's going to pick up the pace, carefully knotting one hand in the horse's mane so that she'll have a better grip in case they hit something bumpy along the way.
They need to get to the compound sooner than later, after all.
She keeps the slingshot on her hip rather than setting it back into her bag, reasoning that if she's going to need it again, she's not going to have time to rummage.]
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They need to get to the compound sooner than later, after all.
She keeps the slingshot on her hip rather than setting it back into her bag, reasoning that if she's going to need it again, she's not going to have time to rummage.]
...we're making pretty good time, so far.