[ The horses are the strangest thing, somehow, of everything he's witnessed here. His familiar has occasionally been hovering nearby, making sure he doesn't find himself in too much trouble (which given Louis, could be a task). He hears a familiar voice nearby and his ears twitch and he makes his way towards it. ]
They won't answer, I tried.
[ He says it as he approaches her, to join her in looking at the white horse. ]
caravan
They won't answer, I tried.
[ He says it as he approaches her, to join her in looking at the white horse. ]
I mean, I tried a few times.