He gives her a look that says "What did I tell you?", but it's all teasing. He rolls the maps up to put them away in the stuffed documents case that hangs from Scorpion's saddle.

"You wanna walk or do you wanna ride and I'll walk?" He asks. "I don't think we'll both fit in the saddle." He tries not to think about the ways their muscular thighs do or do not fit together as previously demonstrated. "And Scorpion might throw a fit if we tried."