"I'll keep that in mind." He mumbled as he stared warily at Sparky. He was all to aware of how close he had been to having a chuck of his hind hoof forcibly ripped off. Who knew Sparky could be so violent, he sure didn't. "Sorry, Sparky. I offer my most humble apologies. In no way or manner did I intend to insult you." He hoped he didn't hold grudges but he might sleep with one eye open just in case.
"Yes, sleep,to perchance a dream, of course. I'm deeply sorry to have kept you awake, Lektra." He apologized as he followed behind her numbly. It excited him that she allowed him to stay and he was grateful she was a decent pony and not some deranged psychopath that could haved chopped him into pieces when he was cold and out. He was staying at a proper house with a proper bed. WITH A MARE. It didn't bother him much but if his parents caught wind of this, he'd most likely have his head on a pike. A silver pike. He didn't know what the fuss was about ponies gossip all the time, especially among the higher circles. The rumor mill never stops anyway.
"Goodnight, Lektra." He bid her sweet dreams.