Kaidan happens to strike just the right chord in this moment. Not many do, so congratulations, Mister Alenko.

Piotr looks over at Kaidan in the next stall, a look of consideration on his face. Alenko, right. He's one of the actual soldiers among the outsiders. Acts like one, too. Diligent, respectful, doesn't bitch and moan at every order. He gives Kaidan a short nod, the corner of his mouth quirking up slightly.

"Oh, I can vouch for it," he says, a note of approval in his voice. "You've never worked with horses before?"