It's not an answer he expects, head jerking up and ears pressing forward in his surprise. Though they were all separate, the islands were close enough that crossing the waters between them shouldn't have been an arduous task. Had there been a storm? He couldn't remember the last time a storm had been more then a simple summer rain though he also had not been here a month ago so there very well could have been. "There is no one here who will miss me if I dally." he answers, rolling a shoulder as he strides fully out of the surf to close the distance between them, dark eyes moving with more critical interest over his form. "You are pretty skinny huh? There was some good grass further inland." He tosses his head, a gesture for the taller stallion to come along as he turns his back on the sea. There was nothing for him there, not now and maybe not ever again and he would make his peace with that eventually. "Where were you trying to go?"