Animals have a more logical - and simple - understanding of the world around them. Maedhros visits the horses not because he likes to ride - which he does - but because they return his kindness without question. He is something of a monster - a horrific amalgamation of much pain and anguish - on Arda and it has been a long time since he could approach anyone without either apologies or explanations.

He hears her song and cautiously peers into Calixte's stall.

"He is fond of your voice." his deep voice is softened so as not to startle her, but he is still a very tall Elf with flaming copper hair.