The correction makes his cheeks flush in sudden wondering awareness. He was included in that. He has to swallow before speaking, though starts with a laugh.

"I will! I'm going to give him a nice rub down and yummy oats." His head tilts to one side as he thinks, leaning forward a little to give the stallion a pat on the neck (and earning him a smug snort).

"And an apple or carrot. He likes those too. Do you want to help me feed him?"