[ Ben remains mostly still, but unconsciously mirrors Kieran, allowing himself a little more movement. Kieran really seems to know what he is doing, and the horse isn't getting any more scared as far as Ben can tell, so that's good.]

All my life.

[ There's a little curl of a smile at the corner of his mouth, a private joke with himself in that answer. He'd been a city boy all of his afterlife, too. That was mostly because Klaus wasn't going to leave the city and Ben wasn't going to leave Klaus. He wants to ask Kieran whatever the reverse of the question is, but stumbles in his own head over the wording. Country boy seems insulting and wrong. Rural is so cold and detached. Eventually he just shrugs and adds: ]

Not a place like this, though. Everything here, the technology - it's a lot more advanced than I'm used to.

[ Though he might be a little closer to it than Kieran is based on his clothes. Then again, who can say? Just because he looks old timey according to Ben's sense of what the past looks like doesn't mean that's true wherever Kieran is from. Maybe they've got teleporters and laser guns AND horses and cowboy-looking fashion. Weirder things have happened. ]

You... work with horses?