[Maedhros levels a deeply unimpressed glare at him.]

There used to be horses on it?

[The elf turns his attention back to the carousel, tilting his head to the side as he scrutinizes it. Wondering why they changed it, since it seems more fitting to him now that he thinks about it.]

That... makes more sense than broomsticks. And you made friends with one? Were they sentient then? Why would they get rid of them then? That seems a cruel thing to do...