Aallotar almost feels bad by the stallions off hand reaction to her inquiry. She didn't mean to send him into a choking frenzy. Oops. He laughs about how this must be how mares feel when approached in the Commons. She stifles a laugh at the thought because it was definitely true. Aallotar hadn't even been in the Commons long before Fearghas had appeared out of nowhere and had her off to the Lagoon. This may have been business as usual though, she wasn't sure. She gazes at the giant steed ears tipped forward as he explains that the Crossing has been more his home for awhile now. "I can relate to that myself. I have not been here long. Do you always choke when you meet new horses?" She asks, head cocked to the side inquisitively. The pallid stallion seems okay though as he answers her questions. And then asks her if she's ever seen a ghost. She cracks a little at his question. "Well, maybe once. Am I looking at one?" She teases him. She flicks her tail, swatting at a precarious fly as it lands on her rump. The steel grey mare lets her gaze wander the Falls before re-settling on the pale stallion. Why did she come to the Falls? "Well...you see, there I was minding my own business, when this crazy colt came out of nowhere and told me all about the Lagoon and insisted I follow him," she begins. "So I did, and my god, it was the most awful place!" She exclaims, becoming animated. "Have you ever been there? It's so HOT. And so HUMID. And there's nobody to talk to talk to!" She cries with dismay. "So then I figured I'd wander and well...here we are, deep in interrogation," she practically beams at her accolade. She leans forward in quiet anticipation. Aallotar as no sense of boundaries.
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