Oh yes, the tribe that weds horses. How could he forget that section of the Steppe. But, no commentary there.

"Call it curiosity." He pauses, looking down at her hands, as if asking to be let go. The wall isn't comfortable, you know.

"I doubt he would be trapped at all. I wouldn't think of him as such either. He cares for you, and would go to the ends of the earth for you. So, no. I wouldn't think of him trapped, unless you were to put him in some sort of a cage.

...Even a gilded one."

But, would she try.