Yes, as much as I'm tempted to spoil them, we have to ration the food.

[ Marianne gives Willow an affectionate rub, leaning in and murmuring to the horse. 'This is Rinoa. She's my friend and she's got treats for you. Won't you help us move these crates so we can feed everyone back in town?' and 'Thank you, you're a sweetheart' can be heard softly spoken. She glances back at Rinoa. ]

Shall we pack up? Is there anything else you'd like to do in town?