[ Cisco thinks that all those romance novels he's definitely never ever read that describe people riding horses together were overselling both how comfortable and romantic it is supposed to be. The reality is much more dodging so Taako's hair didn't whip him in the face, and trying not to crowd Taako but also to keep his balance, and feeling like all this might be easier if he had longer legs. ]

Naw. Horses aren't exactly in, where I'm from.

[ Cisco isn't sure if he's supposed to hold onto Taako's shoulders or what, so for now he just grips at the saddle right behind his legs, thinking that there is no way he is going to let himself fall off. That would be way too mortifying. He can do this. It should be simple, it's just... sitting on a thing that's alive and moving. Easy. ]

Nobody rides horses except super pretentious rich people, and they just kind of make them jump through obstacle courses and get wherever they want to go on a jet.