Tovi smiles, and lets the hand drop. Your greeting is noted. Sure. Don’t let it hit you in the ass, and all.

"I’ve got to see a man about a horse," As in: Figuring out how to even ride one. He’s only seen them pulling carts, to say nothing of the weirder shit they’re keeping in the stables — and if he ever has to get out of this place in a hurry, he's going to need to know. "But you take care now."