She received some comfort from the stranger who seems also upset by Han's departure. She didn't know what kind of relationship this mare had with Han, but she assumes it was more than what she shared with Han seeing how she knew he had left. He must have said goodbye to her. The thought of another mare holding higher value than herself was hurtful. It might be different if she knew this mare was his mother, but she didn't, so she could only assume this mare was something else to Han. The mare speaks in loving tones, but Prim just buries her face deeper into the mare's shoulder like that would take it all away.

Her next words cause the young palomino to pull back. How did she know it wasn't her fault? Did Han tell her that? Was it her fault? She stares at the mare with bright green eyes full of watery tears and red irises. She tries to explain how unhappy Han was living here. Prim didn't understand. She didn't understand at all! "I could have made him happy..." She says, muffled by her face in the mare's shoulder. If he was unhappy why didn't he come to visit her? She would have made him happier...she would have tried to. Then she reveals two things- Han had said goodbye to her and that she was his mother.

She felt some kind of relief to find out she wasn't some kind of lover to the young stallion, but the grief didn't leave her. Han's mother asks her name. "Primrose de Shamwari." Her mouth quivers through her pain. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed and twisted. "I came to tell Han that my mother finally returned home after being held captive." She wonders what Han would have said to the news. Would he have been happy for her? "I-I'm sorry." She apologizes to the mare, looking to the grassy floor. "Thank you for letting me cry on your shoulder, but I have to go." She couldn't stand here any longer crying in front of a stranger. The young palomino turns and gallops away from Han's mother, but she does not go in the direction of home. Instead, she races towards the sea.