Sebastian hid a smile as Aedan brought out the photos. He wouldn't lie, he'd contributed to that particular state of affairs. Cas had been Aedan's birthday present after all, and Fizz had been a slightly hurried up but adorable distraction at Christmas. He'd also been there himself, with wanting answers, and well, for things to go on in a certain way.
"Aye, they do." Aedan agreed, softly. "I like to win, but I could do that with any other discipline, given the right horse and training time and some bit of luck. Dressage though...if you hit your marks just right, if you do everything perfectly...no one's got anything to complain about, have they? It's as if you're safe from being rejected, or..." he glanced down again. "From anything else that people might come up with trying. You've got the control, not...not anybody else."