For the moment his attention remains on watching the party, vague as it may be. His tail slowly flicks more like a cat's than anything else. His attention doesn't entirely shift once he hears a voice, a soft snort escaping him.

"Parties ain't ever been my kinda scene. Loud being part of the reason why, yeah." Finally he allows his attention to slip to see who he's speaking to, pausing when he sees her.

Well. That looks horse-shaped, if not one of the hell horses he's used to. Huh.

"I imagine it'd be even worse for you with ears like that, ain't built for loud noises."