Okay, so it sounded like this kid was on board with everything Sophie had suggested. "Dima Toussaint," she repeated. "My mom owns a shop with a Toussaint. It's called GothSaints, because it's a combination of their last names." Even though her mom was technically a Newell now and no longer a Greingoth. She'd already told him her name, so she didn't repeat it again.

"Yup, an Aethonan's cool," she said. "Besides, here's an unclaimed one right here." It was like the horse was just waiting on them or something. Heh. Sophie approached the horse and got her wand at the ready. Oh, wait. They were supposed to pat the horse first, right? Yeah, better do that. She didn't want to get kicked. She reached forward...very slowly...and gave the horse a good pat.

"Okay, I think we're safe," she said. No kicking, horse, mmkay? "Fixate!" She drew her wand over the side of the horse's face , coming up from under its ears to the corner of its mouth. As she did this, the bridle she was directing made its way to the horse then fixed itself on its back. "Cool, so I think that's your cue to hop on."