He blinks once as Valve expresses her knowledge of the Lagoon and the horses contained within it— stallions all, it appears. He trusts Valve’s judgement even before she informs him of her own ties to the place. Gabbar is surprised to hear she has a brother. A bit of jealousy ghosts through him, so quick his skin shudders and a small frown crosses his face as he’s left wondering what he just felt, and why, but it is easily forgotten as Valve extrapolates on what she knows of the all-male herd.

"Yes," he agrees, and falls silent to take stock of his physical health. Fasting and refusing sleep have done him no favors, but they were necessary. He has gone to war in worse condition, though that was years ago. Here, even in the desolate-seeming landscape of the Dunes, food is plenty and peace abounds. Gabbar is no longer the lean, hard soldier from his past, though he is still fit. This will be a stretch for him now in a way it would not have been before, but he acknowledges this and is certain he will pull through without mishap.

The bay stallion steps away from Valve and up to the edge of the pool, pulling grass to eat as he goes, and spends a moment slaking the edge of his hunger and thirst. He is not so foolish as to refuse sustenance so readily available before they leave. He doubts there will be time to replenish his reserves on their way to the Lagoon, and will not inconvenience the black mare or their mission due to his personal choice of discipline.

Gabbar steps away from the water and gives his head a shake. "Lead on, bayan." he says, prepared to match her gait. He will fall in one pace back and on her left, as he did the first time they crossed the ocean together, and as any soldier should do for the warrior he supports. Together, they will bring Evaline home.