Oh. Yes, I saw that thing lurking around earlier today.

[ He says plainly, considering for a moment as he walks beside her, staying at the same point as her shoulder — or, er, shoulders. What would be the shoulder of a horse, if she were just a horse. The same position as if he were hand-walking a horse on a lead. ]

It would be pretty bad for someone to get eaten by a bug while we're like this. [ He rolls his shoulders and looks up at her. ] It looked huge, though. Do you have a plan in mind?