He gives a knowing glance over his shoulder at Detlef at that question -as if leaning forward to hold onto the saddle didn't require more contact than holding him- but follows it with an agreeable nod.

Detlef's presence behind him and flirtatious attention isn't unpleasant or annoying. It's just... distracting and new. And public in a way that he's never experienced with... this, whatever it is. That has him blushing more than the feeling of Detlef's breath near his ear or hands on his hips, and Faro has to frequently remind himself that they aren't doing anything wrong. There isn't anything lewd going on, they're simply two men sharing a horse for a riding lesson and other people share a horse all the time.

But, still. It's another layer of distraction from being a better horseman. When he's able to focus, he finds that steering with his knees rather than the bridle makes it so much more enjoyable for both him and Marion. They head over the bridge and out of town at a leisurely pace set by the horse, but they've only been on the road for a handful of minutes before Faro decides he's too distracted.

"Can we take a break?" he asks of his shoulder, following it with a chin-point in the direction of a grassy area along the side of the road. Probably where folks have camped out while waiting for the gates to open in the morning.