"Yeah... they'll do that. Repeatedly." Give the dirty looks, he means. They definitely do it, and the bigger they are, the more unnerving it can be. Fortunately, it seemed like this big one was out for the count for a while.

He grins, lopsided, the expression making him look at least ten years younger than how he carries himself. "Thanks. And, yeah, don't let us keep you." He nods toward where his Mudsdale was still munching away. Like a real horse would do, actually.

"Congrats again."