Saft blinks as Rider speaks to her and offers his hand down for hers. She's still unsure how she react to something like that, She's not the type to swoon and throw herself at someone but at the same time she doesn't think it's appropriate to snap at her servant and scold him even further for his actions even though that's normally the route she would follow.

"N-No, I'm coming."

Saft takes Rider's hand and pulls herself up onto the huge black steed taking a deep sigh once she's sat on her usual spot on Bucephalus' saddle and then brushes one of her bangs behind her ears, a habit she often fell into when she was slightly nervous around someone.

"Hn..."