Iiii fed the horse... weight pulled... [Jacob could probably have fallen back asleep if Ned would just leave him alone, but nooo! No amount of turning over is going to help him ignore his tapping.]
You're lucky my train likes you. [He grumbles, rubbing his eyes in one hand and taking the reins in the other.]
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You're lucky my train likes you. [He grumbles, rubbing his eyes in one hand and taking the reins in the other.]