[As if she can sense his hesitation, Maya takes her hands out of his and places them on Hanna's... 'hips'. She closes her own eyes to better imagine without being distracted by his horso, and places her palms flat on his haunches.]

Your hips. They're just like you remember. Attached to just two... horse's leg's. Just two of 'em. Right down to two, big, powerful hooves.

That can stand on their own.

And don't need no back legs.