Kimeya shrugged again at Elliot's story.  He's heard many like it, even seen it happening a time or two, but it hadn't happened to him yet, so he wasn't worried.  He was always careful on the ship, and he wasn't a fool.

The mention of how dangerous his horse - Conner - was made another seed of nervousness form in Kimeya's stomach.  He knew society had relied on horses for years upon years, and he'd been around them himself even.  But creatures so easily startled, not to mention one owned by such an unpredictable man, just seemed like the recipe for disaster.

"Has that ever happened to you?  Someone running in front of your horse, or a crash?"