'Her name is Mayra?' Benvolio wondered.
"Alright, I'll visit you again when I'm free. Please pray for me, yes, the future will be very difficult for me to conquer, but I won't give up so easily." Mataya asks Frank to pray for her.
"Don't worry Mayra, I always pray for you. I already treat you like my own daughter. You can definitely face them, I know you are very capable." Frank reassures Mataya.
Mataya let go of her embrace and turned to look at Benvolio. "Horses have feelings of their own. Don't be too hard on them or the horses won't obey," said Mataya giving Benvolio advice.
"I'll remember that, Miss. Thank you for helping me," replied Benvolio curtly.
Mataya just smiled and then immediately prepared to leave the stable. "Okay, you have to take good care of the gun I gave you. Then Frank, bye." Mataya quickly left Benvolio and Frank alone in the stable.