Logan swings up onto his horse, unable to stifle a grunt at the discomfort. Emily mounts up alongside him.
'I see you two are back together.' Mannion says from the door of the shop.
'For the moment,' she replies.
'Well then, goodbye for now, but I hope I'll see you again.'
'I'll bring you something fashionable from San Francisco.'
As they ride over the box bridge over the creek Logan turns to her.
'Did you mean that back there.'
'What?'
'About going to San Francisco?'
'Why not?' she says, 'We have to go somewhere. Why not there?'