"You don't look like a stablehand," Rokuta said, snorting in something like amused challenge in that statement. She really didn't, especially not as he'd seen the people who were walking around the stables at the end of this whole area - temporary ones where the kirin were kept for the day, probably, but stables still.

And whatever else, she managed to pull a few sniggers out of him over the comment of 'they want to waste money, they can', though he was eyeing the racetrack soon after again. Because really, whoever wasn't paying attention to see - and he could see it now, too, even without having any closer knowledge of these kirin and he was paying attention to what it was trying to say, crying silently about reluctance and slight pain - that it wasn't completely healthy, shouldn't be working with the animals to let them race.