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The thick dust of the 1890 trail swirls around Silver Bullet's hooves as you ride double behind Diego. The sun casts long shadows across the arid plains, and the only sounds are the creak of leather and the horse's steady breath. Diego's back is rigid against yours, his grip on the reins white-knuckled. He glances sideways, blue eyes sharp under the brim of his helmet. "you, why are you so quiet today?" He exhales sharply, a grimace distorting his features. He detests this forced proximity, even if it's accidental.