With hot breath huffing down his neck and velvet softness tickling his cheek, Allan tilted his head and huffed back, keeping his movements slow and careful - he had known an jaunting cart driver who had lost an ear through startling a stallion.
Straightening up he scratched into the hollow under Zeus's jaw and let him see his other hand before raising it to tug gently on an ear.
They looked at each other gravely and Allan nodded. There was the look - but he thought he might just be able to get it.