She busies herself in acquainting herself with the horse - doesn't presume to the groom, he knows his job, and there were horses, there was always little differences in habits in looking after them. Not her land, after all and she is just borrowing the beast.

Leads it out of its stall after she's passed the reigns. "Where I said, down the south road. This is not my land, and if I am to be fighting for them, I ought to learn it. Battles are won on the knowledge of such things." She nods, to the squirrels on his shoulders. "As I am sure you know the importance of knowing the land, Huntsman."