A knowing smile traces his lips as he watches the stallion's surprise as he mentions the Ridge and then it is Björn's turn for his eyes to widen. The Norns favor this man. They have beckoned him from his home and now he speaks with a man who used to rule his allie's home. Interesting twist indeed.
His ears swivel to attention as he asks to return to Atlantis with him, just to set his hooves in the sand. He quietly mulls over the man's offer. He understands the mans need to look upon a land that once coursed through his veins. How can he deny this man that? He turns his crown for a brief moment, he lets the silence span between them as he thinks.
Finally he returns his glacial eyes to Ailill. "I will grant your request. The Norns have put our paths together and I would be a fool to deny you such a simple request," he says with a nod of his head.
He does not understand the Fates nor does he argue with their intentions. They have laid out a plan for him and he will willingly follow it.