No longer in danger of getting his throat torn out, Bazel dismounted and exited the stall. His cheeks a vibrant red, causing his freckles to stand out more, and a slight frown on his lips. As always there was that sinking feeling of embarrassment and Bazel kept his gaze on his boots, "I told you dogs don't like me. Had you not been here I might have ended up spending most of the day on Jasper's back,"<br/><br/>Though he supposed on the bright side he got to hear Emris' laugh so it wasn't all awful. He just wished it wasn't directed at him.<br/><br/>He had more then enough people who laughed at him.<br/><br/>Pushing the thoughts aside he reached into the bag he carried and took out one of the apples from breakfast before holding it out to his horse. The gelding quickly took the fruit and Bazel's lips turned upward. Once it was gone his horse nudged his shoulder. Though instead of earning another apple he just got his nose petted, "Save some for the others,"<br/><br/>Bazel then paused, self conscious. Emris had just laughed at the encounter with the dog so what would he think of his interactions with the horses? He knew it wasn't something nobles did. Care for their own animals but...Bazel found it relaxing. Much more then that, they all had their own personalities. While they couldn't hold a conversation they'd provided Bazel with at least some measure of interaction. Though how desperate was that? That he had to turn to animals, and plants, because he couldn't interact with people. Sure, Emris was there now but...he wasn't sure what to say to the man if he wasn't talking about the witch or how to navigate the castle. He was sure if he tired he'd just make a fool out of himself but...<br/><br/>"I...uh..." Bazel reached back into his bag and pulled out another apple. This time he handed it to an old mare, "thank you...for putting Sabre back in the pen...I..."<br/><br/>He petted the mare's nose as she finished, before opening the stall and heading into it. Bazel noticed she was favoring one of her legs so he checked her hoof. Noticing a small stone he removed it carefully before patting her side, "I hope that the rock didn't do too much damage. I'll come back out later to check on you alright?"<br/><br/>It was so much easier to talk to the horses than people. He'd also never had a horse laugh at him.<br/><br/>Bazel went down the stalls much like that. Giving horses wither apples or carrots. Some he'd stop and pet. Others he'd refill their water or brush, depending on what they needed. He wished he could do it for the dogs as well but didn't want to risk getting torn apart actually...<br/><br/>"I know I'm already asking a great deal of you but...could you check on the dogs when you have time? I would do it but...well you saw what happened earlier," Bazel shifted his weight and his gaze once again lowered to the ground, "I feel bad for them but..."<br/><br/>The prince trailed off, fingers lifting to rub at the collar of his jacket in what Emris would probably find as an odd motion but it wasn't as though Bazel hadn't proven to be strange enough already.<br/><br/>He pushed those thoughts aside and looked over at Emris' mare once more reaching into his bag to produce both a carrot and apple, he then held them out to the others man, "I wasn't sure which your horse would prefer or even if you wanted her to have one...since she's in a new place maybe both...but..."<br/><br/>Falling silent Bazel handed over both items before tucking a lock of hair behind his ear, "when we're done here I'll walk you back to your room and you can have the rest of the day to relax. Things are bound to be interesting tomorrow and I'm not sure how best you'd like to prepare. Feel free to come to my study though if you have need of me,"