He wonders if he was doing this charming thing right. The mare didn't seem hostile towards him, but she also didn't seem to be falling at his hooves. He just wasn't as good as his father was, but he would learn. It just took practice. The ladies seem to melt when Ernesto talks, but his voice wasn't so captivating. His first thought was to blame his mother, but then his father's words that he should respect her follows right after. Maybe his father's charm was because he seems so caring about what mares need or want.

Adelia's words made it clear what she wants, to escape. He thought about helping her, even knew his friend Collision Course would help in this matter, but it was too dangerous. Could he betray his brother like that? Cullen wasn't just his brother by the herd, but his actual blood. He wasn't sure this mare was worth that heartache. Unfortunately for her, most stallions thought they were the greater species. It was natural for a stallion to think this way. "Lo siento." He says in the Spanish tongue he was learning from his sire.

"I would help if I could, but I have family and friends here. They are important to me." He says with a soft smile. He watches Adelia for a moment or two and studies her stocky frame. She was thicker than himself but shorter. Her mane was short too where his hair was longer, thin, and wavy. His hair was a mix of his breeds, a mix between his dam and sire. "I don't know how to make you feel better, but would you care to walk with me? I could show you around." He asks her in a final effort to get her calm and off this topic that makes her angry.