"Draft would be best for a man of your stature." He agrees, looking the massive man up and down for a long moment. "Though you could likely get away with a well bred mix, or thoroughbred, provided the stock is a fine, large dam and sire. Ideally with a good feel for it's own limitations, so when it has reached those it will stop." He said gently. "Though most the time the sires big enough for that tend to be unruly and handlers won't take the time on them."

He could handle those ones though, he could handle any horse. "That said we can both ravel by foot for as long as needed." he adds, the smile parting the odd extension of his mouth back his cheeks, though he is genuinely smiling.

Silver Bullet leans down to sniff at the puppy in return, and using her lips to lightly catch some of Blake's fur in a playful tug.

He almost insisted that Jonathan always had a right, he was the last person to take that from someone else. But then he hears about the heart and his words are out before he can even consider how they sound. "Do tell me it wasn't JoJo alone inside that heart, that kind of pathetic action sounds far more at home for Johnny."