The centaur, calm as always, responded bluntly, "They hate humans. I am sure that us travelling together is winning me no favour with them" Astor realised the centaur's sacrifice and wanted to make some gesture of thanks, but he could think of anything to say. Firenze, seeming to read his mind, continued to speak. "It doesn't matter. They have never forgiven or accepted me for helping Dumbledore"