"--okay." Another deep breath. "Thank you, sir."

Horatio is fairly certain he's underwhelming in person. Particularly in the clothes he's found for himself here, he looks small and just a bit fragile. Still, it's a chance for work--and work is all he really knows.

So he'll come jogging up to the farm soon enough, forcing himself to actually look for the potential employer rather than lurking outside the gate nervously.