Huh. That's an odd look, especially paired with that comment. Miles realizes belatedly that his might have been taken as a reluctance to be a soldier at all. And when did he come to prefer horses to fighting anyway? He's always loved both - been utterly mad to be a soldier. Still is, in a way ..

But he's seen much of its downsides too.

"Horses are much friendlier," he quips. But - follow that up with honesty, yes, so as not to waste his grandfather's time. "I was utterly in love with both as a child. Now I've seen more of what the sword can do." Here, in this place, after all he's lived through ... He misses Fat Ninny terribly.