The tidbits of information she'd gathered since her arrival had painted a pretty good picture of him, and by extension the mare. She knew he was an opportunistic omnivore, she knew he tended to be solitary. She also knew from the quality of his clothing and the books he had brought that he—or his people—were expert craftsponies. It was to be expected with hands; many creatures with hands weren't able to properly access the magical fields, and crafted things to compensate for their lack of innate magic.