Malta's behaviour is rather predictable, if one is much familiar with horses and their preferences. The only slightly odd thing about her is her right eye, which is clouded over and clearly blind.

Tuo strokes a hand from her withers down the side of her neck soothingly, then peers at Lorne with a peculiar little smile at his question. "You have a sharp memory," he observes. Then, shaking his head, "Not as yet. While I am prone to the occasional bit of embellishment--" and there his smile grows sly, because that's an understatement, "--I wasn't exaggerating. I expect I shall still be reciting the thing for her come springtime."

A pause, before he taps his chin with a slim finger and peers at Lorne, thoughtful and askance. "Have you heard Stig's saga before? It is quite the tale, albeit not one I could hope to get through in a single sitting."