Kurumi needed to remind herself that not all her friends had grown up in the non-magical world. That, and she also needed to remind herself that Eino always created his own little world that sometimes it was best to just not try to understand.

“So…you put this saddulu thing on the back…and then you climb on it?” Eino asked holding up the leather saddle.

“Right,” she replied setting hers on the back of her horse and mounting it.

“I do not see how the horse uses this,” he shrugged with the thing strapped to his back. “Muggles certainly are strange.”