Nudged at his back by the nose of a horse greedy and in search for a treat, Graham moved a step to the side, lifting a hand to stroke over its cheek. The action allowed him space to think, then shook his head. "I can't remember ever hearing of it, no." There was a good deal of information in that one small speech and lacking context to put it together with what he knew, he had to work to fit the pieces of it together into something resembling sense in his world.

He zeroed on the most important question: "Are they in danger?"