"Perhaps I'll ride one some day." He's not sure when or if that will ever happen, stuck as he is here with no end to it in sight. He doesn't have the time or the resources to go gallivanting off riding odd creatures. It's a nice enough thought to entertain.

"You had all the most interesting pets. We had dogs and draft horses. Not that the horses were pets." Or that they were easy to ride with their broad backs and impossible heights. It didn't stop him and his siblings from trying. As before when speaking of his past and family, there's a faint wistful quality to it, likely something he's not fully aware of.