There's really so much she doesn't understand about this world. It's a little intimidating, honestly, realizing that while they can understand each other — thank god, if they spoke different languages she'd really be fucked — that's about where the familiarity ends.

Well, never let it be said that Stephanie Rogers isn't willing to step up to the plate and stubborn her way through an obstacle.

Holding Scorpion's bridle and petting his velvety nose for lack of anything else to do while Eskel gets everything loaded and swings himself up onto the horse, she squares her shoulders.

"Right. Explain them to me." She should understand the dangers better than a simple don't touch that. What if she has to touch it?