"Oh, Jeezus, no," he says almost immediately with an almost-laugh. "Don't get me wrong, I told you already that I like horses just fine, I just ain't--"

He cuts himself off with a sharp intake of breath, briefly grimacing at the ointment's sudden sting, though it does have a sort of cooling after-effect.

"--I just ain't the type to be riding 'em."

He glances over his shoulder at her again -- no reason. She just has a nice, light touch with the swab.