At least Farogil doesn't make the slip any more embarrassing. Detlef isn't always great at drawing the line between too much flirting or too little, which is very likely a significant part of why he's single.

He comes back to hear the whispering and is a little curious about what's up with that.

"Horses don't always respond to their names," he says, holding out the blanket that goes under the saddle so Farogil can start to learn to do it himself. If he doesn't know already. "But I've got some carrots, apples, and sugar cubes you can offer her if you want her to learn to come to you."