[ Fresh off reuniting with Eustace, Gray gets to work. She beelines to Slow Dancer's stable, gives the horse's saddle a good old brush-down and conditioning for that polished look, and outfits Slow Dancer so that she looks like a proper riding horse again (and not the glorified walking war closet she's been for Gray).
After a swift but gentle brushing of her mane and tail, Slow Dancer looks as dapper as she does unapproachable when she and Gray hit the streets. Naturally, Gray isn't riding the horse she's so meticulously saddled up. The two of them trot out and out until Gray finally catches a familiar sight: Johnny, wheeling along like he's always done. ]
There he is!
[ She's talking to Slow Dancer, though the horse has probably already taken notice. Gray jogs at Johnny, a smile warm on her face. ]
whenever, wherever, they're meant to be together...
After a swift but gentle brushing of her mane and tail, Slow Dancer looks as dapper as she does unapproachable when she and Gray hit the streets. Naturally, Gray isn't riding the horse she's so meticulously saddled up. The two of them trot out and out until Gray finally catches a familiar sight: Johnny, wheeling along like he's always done. ]
There he is!
[ She's talking to Slow Dancer, though the horse has probably already taken notice. Gray jogs at Johnny, a smile warm on her face. ]
Mr. Johnny!