Well, that's a response to the gesture she hadn't yet met, but Chiana just takes it in stride. This was all humans and their weird customs, of course she wouldn't know them all already. (She is pretty proud to have used the crossed fingers as she knew it.)

Now, the news that Dart (it's the only part of his name that stuck with her) is short on cred isn't exactly welcome, but it's not like she needs to steal much around here, like he's just pointed out. She drops from the fence, on his side of it, and comes closer to offer his horse a slice of apple and pet his head a little. "We're all thankful for that," she assures him, and looks up at him, gloved fingers still stroking the horse's muzzle. "So, Dart. If you've got nothing better to do, teach a girl how to ride?"

She can't help make that sound like an invitation to a lot more, because she'll always be who she is, but the request is genuine.