"And need to be provided with fuel that smells far worse than a bale of hay," Eowyn agreed. She would admit that what came out the far end of a horse was not quite as pleasant-smelling, but she did not think the smoke and smells that came from the far end of a car was pleasant either.

Bleod perked her ears at the word hay and Eowyn chuckled.

"Bleod things that she should be given these things whenever they are spoken of."