"I think so," she said. She turned to look at the horse. It was such a Human way to travel. "He's not going to bite me, is he? I've seen horse's teeth before. I wouldn't want to get on one's bad side."

Hesitantly, she reached out to touch Joe's flank. It was velvety soft, like a pillow in Princess Amanda's apartments. She smiled, letting her fingers splay. If Joe had any objections, he didn't voice them.

"We didn't have horses where I was growing up," she explained to Amos. "The first time I saw one I was ten and I thought it was going to eat me."