It was rather odd, but as the younger man declared his intention to send her a book, she found herself entirely believing his word - a feeling she had only gotten used to all thanks to Konstantin Fisk. At this realization, Amelia grinned, though the timing was rather opportune, given Mr. Holm's enthusiasm for the horses.
She threw her head back in a laugh, his reaction being not unfamiliar to her and she began making her way to the front, signaling Mr. Holm to follow behind her. She waved away his apology, not quite understanding the meaning behind it (although later she would perhaps wonder about it later). "Everyone gets excited about the horses, I assure you!" Then, motioning to the crowd. "How else would you explain their enthusiasm? Surely it's not the dinner we're about to feed the animals!"
She threw her head back in a laugh, his reaction being not unfamiliar to her and she began making her way to the front, signaling Mr. Holm to follow behind her. She waved away his apology, not quite understanding the meaning behind it (although later she would perhaps wonder about it later). "Everyone gets excited about the horses, I assure you!" Then, motioning to the crowd. "How else would you explain their enthusiasm? Surely it's not the dinner we're about to feed the animals!"
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