Icy eyes watch as she positioned her body into a safer position. Half of his face curved into a smirk at the thought of how weary she must be of him. Did she think he was going against his word now? That he might impose more on her body than he already has by forcing her stay in the Inlet? In a way he was adding something new, but it was simply conversation. A teaching moment that she may not be willing to give. If not willing he may need to think of a way to force the information out of her.

The snap of her voice brings a snarl from his lips. Of course she would protest. His eyes roll at the attitude. He has left her alone this long so in his mind she should be more than willing to help. Besides, it took a lot of pride swallowing to get up the courage to even aproach this kind of question. "Shut up and teach me how to talk to mares." The request snaps out with equal attitude to her own.

"Teach me and I will bring home your replacement so you can go find someone better suited to your tastes." It was the last thing he needed before letting her go. Especially now that he has decided to find her replacment. He no longer had a need to keep Isla locked up, but he definitely was not asking this task of his next victim. His skill needs to increase in order to accomplish the next faze of the mission.