[The unicorn is carefully nibbling at her fingertips with his lips, which causes her to laugh a little. It tickles, okay.]

I like animals and horses can sense that, you know, so maybe unicorns are the same.

[It could also help that she's a virginal young woman who doesn't eat animals, but Rachel doesn't know that any of that is relevant.]

Where are you going to keep him? He can't stay by himself, he's too little.