He does as she says, trying to stop himself from instinctively stiffening with each plodding step the horse takes, shifting uncomfortably in his blanketed seat. Then he laughs a bit at the comment, grinning. "Aye, as I've come to discover, unfortunately enough."

Hafod leisurely noses in the direction of the park, clearly well acquainted with the path to take. In the meanwhile, more and more assured that the horse didn't have a mind to toss him, Jack seems to relax and let himself enjoy the ride.

"I remember awhile back you railed about how Capitolites hadn't the -- " He waves a free hand, knowing he shouldn't be too rude when making a comment about their captors, " -- knack, as it were, to tend to the horses properly. Have the stables improved in your care since then?"