The rather out of place thought was followed by the bug-horse letting out a weak burst of speech, the creature struggling to maintain her composure as she no doubt hurried out tearful apologies. Dain sighed when she lowered her head again, the bug-horse’s ears folded down mournfully. Something bumped him in the side, and the flying-horse whispered a soft neigh and gestured towards the sniffling bug-horse with a wing when he turned his head to look.