[ The loud neigh jerks Chris out of his slumber, but thankfully not enough to send him leaping from the couch. It's only the weight of Loki against his chest, and the way that he groans as he twists to look out the windows that keeps him from trying to get up to investigate; Loki doesn't seem to be that alarmed by what's going on, and when Chris looks past him out the windows to the rolling green lawn beyond, he can see one absolutely giant black stallion cavorting around with a much smaller dappled grey.
Chuckling, he settles back down and drapes his arm back over Loki's body. ]
Did your son just break one of my horses out of the stable?
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Chuckling, he settles back down and drapes his arm back over Loki's body. ]
Did your son just break one of my horses out of the stable?