“Maybe you could try again.” Again, not that he really knows how that works. “I bet there are other people who’ve done the same, though. When they’ve had friends go back home too.”

He looks at Jake, gently moving his hand to pet over the pony’s head. He kind of wishes he had treats to give him. And, just like that, he does. Adam pulls an apple from his coat pocket and holds it to Jake's mouth. "Is this alright?"