"Reckon it's good news no one gets hurt, but still a bit of a shame that you don't get to strut your stuff, show off how good you are at it."

Dan raises an eyebrow at how many words the red strings make over Price's head; he can only make sense of the fact that this secret must be quite deep and complex to take up that much space.

"You reckon I might could do it with you, maybe? I know field medicine, and you could might apprentice me the way I'm apprenticing you farrying."