He's a spectral horse that I conjure into existence.

[Taako rolls his eyes and pats Garyl on the nose, an action which the binicorn seems to be agreeable to, even if it's hard to tell behind the glasses.]

He's cool with it, right?

Yup.

[And with that, Taako jumps up onto the horse's back, holding a hand down for Temple.]

He's only around for an hour, so we better get going or he'll literally poof out from under us.