Bacopa hesitates, but she's committed to this now. She clumsily tries to scramble up the side of the horse, kicking it once or twice by accident before giving up with a frustrated groan and letting Eowyn hoist her up like a sack of potatoes. All the while, she mutters apologies to the horse, as if she's scared it'll try to eat her for her transgressions.

Every muscle is rigid when she's placed on the horse. She uses all her strength to squeeze her thighs to the beast's sides and twists her hands up in the mane. She looks tempted to forgo the mane and just cling to the neck in hopes that it won't shake her off.

She's not used to horses.