He smiles slightly, relieved that there are others that prefer face-to-face.

At the question he points over his shoulder. "Just here-" And when he glances over to look where he's pointing he sighs out a laugh. "He walked just out of sight, I suppose."

Bringing one hand to his mouth, he places his fingers so that he can blow a sharp whistle. At once, a large black horse comes galloping over from behind the house, neck arched proudly and steps high.

"May I introduce Mikuniguro." He then turns to the horse and rubs his nose. "Mikuniguro, this friend is Yaoyorozu-dono. She'll be making a saddle especially for you, so be still as she measures you out, all right?"

The horse flicks his ears as if uninterested, but he does stand completely still.