"Oh, it's true. Just I guess it ain't a common sort of thing, most folk here got no idea what a spaceship even is. But I live on one, was born on one, spend my days in the black goin' from planet to planet. It's just how it is." Zoe shakes her head, gives the hoof in question a final dig, then lets it fall and pats the horse's shoulder.

"Here, you try his other front hoof." She offers the hoof pick. Zoe isn't doing all your work for you, roomie....