Macaque hesitates. He's still not quite all there mentally, and being in here makes dissociation episodes a bit more likely due to the glitches plucking at his new unreality matrix which he'd really rather not do in front of anyone preferably, but a stranger certainly, but he feels bad just taking off when they're saying not to. (Shouldn't they want to catch up? Why do they want some random monkey around at a time like this?)

He pets the horse's nose idly while he thinks it over.

"All right, for a few minutes." He's not promising more than that. He doesn't really need a ride either but doesn't want to offend Cole's friend, so. He floats himself up onto the horse, not seeming to hold onto anything. There's no need.