He could go for a little bit more of that touching and squeezing, as well as the way Faro smiles. For the first time Detlef wonders if he should change the flirting a little, tone it back or somehow just make it not so... catch-all. He's actually interested.

"Yes," he confirms, bumping Faro's arm lightly with the back of his hand, just to return the touching. "Some horses are trained with it and some aren't. It makes a difference in what tack you need."

Then Detlef's stepping back away so he can grab the right gear, slowly dressing the horse and talking the embroiderer through it. Maybe he's a little closer than he has need to be, but he thinks Farogil won't mind.