Jon is grateful she allows the conversation to go in another direction, despite likely recognizing his avoidance. There's always been a comfortable respect in the way they speak to one another, and it's part of what makes opening up so easy. He never thought true horses would be in Hell, but he also gave little thought as to what they may look like.

"Aye." But he's even more curious as he steps forward to the entrance of the stables, pausing briefly to look at Elena, a small smile on his face. "You've become familiar with one?"

And it's one she means to check on? There isn't too much surprise in his face. He did watch her tame one beast of hell to save his life, but there's some admiration in the tone of his voice.