[Evil Tink]

Solomon paused outside the trailer, carefully lowering Rilov to his legs. He waited until the horse was sure footed. He sighed, wiping his forehead as he straightened out. His back cracked many times, causing him to shudder. "I know he's in good hands, Rita. Thank you. I just hope he ends up happy either way." He stumbled a bit as he turned around, quickly using Jack as support, "Dammit..Holden!" He quickly disappeared, appearing a few yard behind Holden. "Holden I'm..Holden I'm so sorry."