Sidika's gaze rested heavily on the golden bay stallion's face as she reached out for him, still not entirely convinced that such an interaction would be welcomed rather than shunned. She had watched other mares take part in such idle caresses, using them to twist and manipulate a stallion's affection for their own gain. Sid wasn't sure how they managed such things, but she had seen it in effect often enough to understand it's power and allure. Such honeyed words and orchestrated affection were not something that she was skilled with, but the novelty of sharing affection was strong.

She withdrew quickly as he prepared to speak, returning to her original position of some distance. His response, when it came, was succinct and matter of fact but still left her feeling off-kilter and her expression slid to the horizon with a flick of her tail. There was nothing about her distant personality that was meant to invite someone in, so the fact that he was attempting to made her both want to scoff at his effort and explore the novelty.

After a moment spent considering the shape of the clouds on the horizon, she turned back to the Dunes leader with the faintest half-smirk on her lips. She grants him the briefest of nods, a half-acceptance of his interest despite her misgivings, and speaks again in her rough, gravelly voice. "Tell me of yourself."

He could refuse of course, or be annoyed by her prying, as gentle as it was. But in truth, Sidika didn't know what the proper etiquette was for idle conversation. What she did know, was that she was curious about Maslakhat in every way that mattered.