Redly vanished long enough to see to the horse. He'd have to return to properly put him away, but, for the time being, it was good enough that he was freed from bit, bridle, and saddle, and turned out into the field to graze a bit.
"Are you hungry?" the man wondered. Looking every bit the gentleman, he held the door open for his guest. "My sister's a better cook than I am, but I can hold my own."
He remembered, a bit belatedly, that she was not entirely human. He paused, then, with a graceful frown. "If you eat, that is..."