He chuckled "Of course it does." he supported her statement in that teachery way of his. "I guess not." He scoots her chair in, with her in it, to get her closer to the table before he takes the extra chair outside to rest against the wall of the studio, near the door.

Close, but not to close, as he motions for Kevin to sit and rest in the warmth. He will bring his soup in a minute.

"Why do you think that is? Are horses judgmental, usually?" He hadn't left her the child proof knives that he had given the other kids. He'd left her sharp cooking knives, properly cared for. He knew how smart she was, and he'd be right there in case anything happened. But since he only had to watch one of her, he didn't think letting her have the proper tools would be an issue.