[ He's attentive even as the camera shakes around until it stops, settled on the table.

Oh he's getting all the hot goss now. He didn't expect this. He gets comfortable, flopping on his stomach and propping himself up with both palms to his chin. ]

Horses are a bit of a luxurious commodity where I'm from. Primarily we use goats for menial everyday labor. I'd love to see your stable.

And, ah— Wouldn't peg Mister Ragnvindr as the sort but I suppose a history with a cavalry is consistent with his sword proficiency. Did you know he threatened me once at sword point?

[ He suspects Diluc must have told Kaeya about that by now, but, maybe he didn't! ]