Bozena was always such a good listener. Even now as she approached, the mare settled herself and rested a back hoof to hear him out and appreciation glowed in his brown gaze before he even spoke. He could see understanding in her gaze as he spoke, like she knew exactly what he was talking about. He took hope from that. She would know what to do, how to get him out of his slump. When he finished, he watched as the mare's gaze moved away from him to the other members of the Peak grazing nearby. With a small exhale of breath, the stallion followed her gaze, trying to draw peace from the silent figures, but inside he felt so restless.

She finally spoke, saying she couldn't tell him how to live, but then she asked him to stand with anyone who stood against Cullen. His lips formed a scowl at that, one brow quirking as he tilted his head, ears flicking back. "I thought you didn't want me to return to the Lagoon." He thought he was done with that chapter of his life. Did she want him to return to it, to stand against Cullen publicly? He already had the scars to prove he was no longer in the Lagoon leader's favor. The mare reached out then, nudging his shoulder and he offered a little smile to let her know her words and her touch were welcome, even if a bit confusing after their last chat.

She offered then to hold him captive, if that's what he wished. He chuckled to himself before casting another gaze over the other members of the Peak. Finally, he shook his head. I appreciate everything, Bozena. Your listening ear, your kind words. I guess it might be cowardly to hide out here when I could be out there somewhere, helping others. I probably can't find my purpose by staying here, as easy as that might seem. I appreciate your friendship and your guidance. I hope we see each other again."