To Rehoboam's surprise, the young stallion before him begins to quiver in place, his gaze far away and unfocused as he seems to get lost in thought. The tobiano frowned, his own eyes narrowing as he watched. He wasn't certain what to make of Nahawi, and the longer he spoke to him, the more it seemed as though the boy had simply lucked into this position and had not a clue what to do with it. Hardly a promising start, but then again, even this clumsy beginning was a far cry better than the future that Psychedelic and Cullen had promoted.

The once-Marauder waited as his brother struggled to find the words, and then listened as he forced them out. What he said was not wrong, and, perhaps, wiser than most of his predecessors. Out of the mouths of babes, Reh thought tiredly, allowing a slow sigh to escape him. "You are correct," he answered, mulling over his own words before speaking again. "Though I would caution you that if the men do not understand what you stand for, they will run over the top of you." Lagoonies were not, after all, known for blind obedience. "It would behoove you to consider how you will handle the men that take actions you don't agree with."

As Nahawi went on to clarify that he was going to look for help, Rehoboam's side rose and fell in a huff. What he wouldn't give to have Tyr at his side again to lead change. Perhaps with an impressionable young leader like Nahawi who was unafraid to do the things that needed to be done, they could actually make a difference. "You have a Marauder and a General. Are they men you support? Or do you plan to look elsewhere for help?"

Perhaps there was a reason for him to stay after all.

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