Amaya glances between Shinjo Monkhbaatar and his magnificent horse with its charming pinto markings. She desperately wished she had some apple or other crunchy treat to offer but, no, she must remember why she is here, and that is not to be distracted by horses.
Oh, but for just one moment...Perhaps something almost as interesting
might catch her eye, and she manages not to blurt out
is that a lucky cricket? "This one is honoured, Kakita-Sama, I am called Ide Amaya." She bows from the waist.