O Melhor listened to the stranger. The stallion was named Nikola and was the king of... something. O Melhor didn't know why it was so important that Nikola was the king of Atlantis, but he didn't ask either. He was the king of the world. He dropped his tail and his ears turned backwards in a relaxed position. So Nikola wanted to be friends, eh? It wasn't like O Melhor needed any help, but perhaps i would be better to have some friends. Being a enemy with everyone on the Islands would be a very bad idea.

O Melhor flicked his tail at a bug, gazing at Nikola. "Very well." The coffee colored stallion had never had a conversation like this before and he had no clue what he was doing. So, falling silent, he waited and hoped that the grullo would cover everything. But, just to be sure, "what exactly do you mean by 'friends'?" Hopefully that would work. Snorting gently, O Melhor waited.