Sif's mind was, indeed, at ease -- and Loki's positive impression stayed relatively where it was, at least.
"Well! Isn't that convenient. I can't say for sure that we'll be able to match you with anyone who suits you, but I'm sure that you will suit at least one of them; most of the barn lot like to go out for tests and things, getting to know new riders. They get excited about new people, most of them. The ones who don't usually don't really get given to new people, and that way we can accommodate everyone's needs properly."
She pushed the fallen hair fringe from her eyes again, grabbed a clip from the desk with a click of her tongue and pinned the hair out of the way entirely, then said, "So. I can introduce you to a few now, if you'd like. Just through their windows; if anyone strikes your fancy, maybe we'll take him or her out of the stall and onto the crossties for a better sniff."