Yes, it had clearly been a bad thing to say, but Jill decided she could not go around depressing people without making up for it. At least her horse was making up for her deplorable behaviour by charming the elf in a way she herself seemed incapable of.
When Seda spoke into Salma's ear, the horse took a breath, and then blew it out in her face, before shaking her head again, hair moving. Perhaps a little annoyed at having to stay in one place so long, or simply moving not to stay put altogether, the red horse took a few steps to one side, away from Seda, and then back, again smelling her hair and nudging her shoulder for more scratches.
Jill resisted the urge to shake her head at the horse behaving like a huge dog, and instead grinned at them. Turning her face towards the girl when she spoke, the grin lingered when she saw that the elf was smiling at her too. "Well, no," she admitted quite readily. "But being with horses is all I need, so almost I guess...In my case maybe my profession does say a lot about me." She shrugged, suddenly a little uncomfortable, not at all liking the thought that there was little more to her than horses and riding them. She was Jill, and she knew all she was about, but explaining those nuances to another person was hard, impossible even. Blowing an escaped tendril of hair away from her face, she frowned at the air in front of her.