Rowen shrugged a little, trying not to look as helpless as he felt. "I don't really know yet. I suppose Sid will tell me when he's made up his mind. For now, Orion in the mornings, I guess." It wasn't the best instructions that Rowen had ever recieved, but it was enough to let him know where he was supposed to be in the morning.
He wasn't really sure what a horse whispering person was... it had to be a Balamb thing, but he leaned closer to Orion and pretended to listen to him, going, 'ah, is that so? Uh hu. Uh hu,' a few times before straightening and looking at the other man. "He says he wants an apple. It is apparently of the utmost importance."