"Certainly do," Ciaran agreed, very much impressed. "You do good at your job too, though I don't think you need me to say so. I hardly ever see rodents on the grounds." He did look for them, usually as a snack for when people weren't waving popcorn and apples in his face. Yuriko's work put a decent sized dent in his snacking, but to say it bothered him would be wrong. There were other treats and the hungry each uisge could shift forms while off duty to steal something from a food cart.
He noticed her gaze trailing to the saddle and, at first, thought he had missed a dirt spot, but upon inspection saw nothing. "Do you want to touch it or ... sit on it?" He asked while lifting the saddle and moving it down the table, closer to her. It didn't seem so heavy in his grasp. "I could give you a ride, sometime, if you wanted. Before, during, or after hours, doesn't matter." Such an innocent thing to say and yet he felt foolish the second it fell from his lips.