Despite this upcoming interview meaning the world to him, so much so that he'd barely thought of anything else for days, Bragi felt an inkling of pleasant distraction as the lady proved herself to be a fellow fan of horses. "They are rather intelligent, aren't they!", he agreed enthusiastically.

"Why, my Galahad can sense when I don't truly feel like going home for the day. He'll resist the reins, and take us somewhere else."

This Ministry person looked like she'd suit a palomino; or maybe even a buckskin. "Have you one of your own?"