Yes. There's a brand on her neck if you look, -er feel, beneath her mane. Royal steeds aren't just branded with the crest, there's a secondary mark for the specific prince or princess it belongs to. [He pauses, tilts his head to one side.] I suppose she could be Odin's horse, but Leo's steed was a gelding.

[Next he hums in agreement. Some of the cruelties and injustices of this world are all too familiar, but at least so far here he'd not seen any mass graves.] The problems here feel closer, don't they. [He remembers retreating from the oncoming Hoshidan army, the looming inevitability of it, the powerlessness. Nothing here felt like that, no matter how grim it got.] Were you ever a soldier?