"Yes -- in Syriac Well they have hansom cabs, I think... carriages drawn by horses. Others, too, but you don't see them very often, no. I think it is too hard to stable horses or whatever else in the city." 'Whatever else,' because most of the vehicles he's seen so far have been pulled by miscellaneous alien-looking, four-legged animal things. "I saw one once, it was some kind of... of robot or machine or whatever you call that sort of thing when it's powered by magic, but it really freaked me out. It looked like it was made of metal hands."

And it was the size and shape of an ostrich.

"Oh -- I fell, and it got all... messed up." He makes a vague gesture to accompany that, sounding a bit flustered, which he hopes Shrieky will interpret as him being embarrassed that it was his fault -- he's actually floundering a bit at being put on the spot like that, usually he keeps his lies much closer to the truth. They're much easier to keep track of that way. "They're not hard to come by here, I'm just incompetent." Well, that part is true.