He grazes beside Neon when she speaks. His eyes roll as his mouth stays pushed to the ground to tare the grass from the ground. His neck lifts as he chews and then swallows what was left in his jaws before speaking. "I didn't say to over eat silly." He chuckles, thinking the mare was a bit dramatic. He knew Neon was always an emotional mare, showing him every time she was displeased or angry. He wasn't the best at dealing with emotions, but he was slowly getting better thanks to his lead mare. Before just collected mares to breed, but now he sought a bit more personal time out of them.

He watches as the mare takes another bite, chuckling to himself. "So..." He tries to change the subject and think of something else to talk about. He wasn't th best at causal converstations with no intentions behind them. "What do you think we will have next? A boy or a girl?" He asks, wondering which she preferred. They had their daughter, but he wonders if she was hoping for a boy this time. Warsaw knew he was, but he always hoped for a boy. Every time he bred a mare he prays a colt would be born.