Rubbing was the sensation now that took him, the feeling of skin slowly starting to turn raw, the tenderness truly sinking in to something he would rather not experience. It did not help with the growing pressure against his sensitive either, forcing him to wince and rise a mere inch in the saddle to escape the pain. With the beast still clopping loudly beneath him, Zydrunas eased himself back down leaning back slightly on this occasion while his hand withdrew from the reins. It was from there that his fingers massaged at the inside of his leg. With a hiss he pursed his lips and looked upon Sayana, watching her expression change as she tried to understand his words. Another sharp inhale, he straightened and leaned back in the saddle slightly more - he could not get comfortable, let alone think about the correct riding posture.
He took himself to silence before at last speaking in a hushed tone,
"My Papa, he told me one time... that with..." He paused, pursing his lips as he tried to work through the pain and discomfort as he shuffled forwards in the saddle,
"With gift, there be power. And with power there be uh..." His finger circled in the air, his lips pulling back to sound out the word carefully and as clearly as possible,
"Re-ss-pon-ss-ibl-ity." His hand tapped against his chest then, signifying the self,
"Like for I, Zydruna-ss, be learning more about rain and water. My watch." He looked at her firmly then, the golden orbs unmoving as he did,
"You know what I mean, dah?"He gave only a small smile to the comment,
"Not comfy. But that be... look hard?" He raised a brow as the woman demonstrated the skill of the other. He shook his head to the very idea,
"I am not good for that yet. I feel. Need to be more. Better riding." He looked confused then. Let the horse know he was in charge? How was that possible? How did one achieve that? Did they just speak to it in a clear and audible voice? Or did they drag in someone who knew? Mind boggling he shook his head.
"How do you tell mount that you be in charge?" His eyes snapped between Sayana and the horse then, his body rocking as it moved beneath,
"Do you talk to it then? Waggle finger and talk in mother tone." He cleared his throat then, forcing his accent to change to the ones he had heard - a terrible impression, he sounded like he was talking through his nose with a squeak in his voice,
"You will do ah I ssay! You will, you will!" He waggled his finger at Sayana as if to emphasise his point before his throat cracked and stumbled back into his normal accent. With a croak he spoke,
"Not like that?" A pause, the head tilting as he did,
"Or maybe like, Neigh? Clop?"Though, before he could object the Eypharian was off, the steady speed picking up into something faster. His own mount gave a snort while the Iyvess' form tensed up - staring after her as she disappeared. How did she achieve that? What did she do. He gave a rock forward, stirrups clipping the side of the horse. It gave a jerking few steps forward, slightly quicker than the walking pace of before, and sent him quivering in the saddle. Far from fast, he found himself pulling more at the reins to push the horse in the desired direction along the road. Still it seemed like Sayana was enjoying herself so he supposed that was something achieved. Finding himself simply gripping now onto the saddle for dear life, Zydrunas gave a shout after her,
"Yana! Not too quick! Can-not-keep-up!"