He could see it wasn't an easy decision, and he wondered if it was wrong of him to ask like that. Putting her on the spot. She knew he'd never ask her to do something that she didn't want to though, so she should know he'd be happy with a straight forward 'no'. But then there were nods. Nervous ones, but nods all the same. "Of course." He could do patient for her. Because he really would like to take her flying somewhere romantic at sunset if he could. "We'll build up slowly, I promise. And if you don't like it, we'll stop."

"What sort of name?" Spike asked, glancing round the side of the horse, and ducking down a bit. "I think it's a girl, but it's hard to tell from this angle." Luckily, that caused him miss her eyeing the nifflers.

On reappearing, he rested the food bag on the fence, and reached out to touch the horse, petting her on the nose. "Hey girl...aren't you just a beauty?"