Eventually the session was over, and as if Matt wasnt already frustrated with Roma and her strange antics, his coach had just about done it. 'Stop doing this, start doing that' was all he needed to hear that day. He dismounted and led Roma to the washing bay, with great difficulty. The white mare wouldnt stand still, pulled or planted her feet on the ground and spooked at everything possible. Soon enough she had been washed down and put back away, leaving Matt frustrated stocking up the feed.

Matt looked up, pulling his hand out the feed container. He wiped them down on his shirt, frowning a little. "It's fine. She's just a bit fresh, what with it being the first day of training and everything" He said, offering a polite but in no way friendly smile towards the girl. "Are you part of the showjumping team? Or..the racing?" He asked, cleary skeptical of the girl.