He tries to hide the smirk that threatens to reveal itself. Curious eyes watch the wheels turn behind her eyes as he begins to tell her about Nahawi. Most of what he has told her so far was true. The only part he left out was his mischievous nature that brought him to the Shore in the first place. Yes he had been looking for a child he assumes he sired and yes the mare did say she was a daughter of Nahawi. What he didn't tell Pan was that he was also there to poke the bear. He wanted Nahawi to know he had gotten to one of his children.

Nawahi kept him away from Pan back in the Shore for good reason. Not that he really up to something, but Thranduil still didn't know exactly why the red stallion had taken him. Maybe he had poked at him enough to make him angry. Pan begins to speak as Thranduil nods his head. Before he can answer she speaks again, this time asking about the daughter. Thranduil shrugs his shoulders. "I dont know if he did anything to his daughter. When I asked about her he didn't seem to know anything about her." It was very likely he didn't know her just as his child would now not know him.

Stupid mares running off before letting the sires have any influence on their children. Watching Pan react after telling her he had been a captive was funny. Her thought process was an interesting one. He wished he could have ended the old Boss's life, but alas it was not him. He shakes his head in a 'no'. "No, I didn't hurt him." He says. Besides the poking about his daughter it was true. Thranduil had not touched him.

She then brings the conversation back around to the topic of not being his mare. "The Lagoon has certain rules surrounding mares and just because I brought you here doesn't mean I have rights to you." He explains. "In order for me to keep you under my protection, aka meaning no other stallion here will try to touch you, I would need to find another male to join the Lagoon as a recruit." Oh! He just thought of something. Eyebrows raise as he stares at her curiously. "Though it could be possible come fall that we could create a son who would take their place in the Lagoon." How would she feel about that infromation he wonders?

He sighs with a swish of his creamy tail as he looks away from her now. Cintematic effect and all. "And just so you know there are many layers to a stallion. They can be nice one minute and mean the next. It is hard to tell who is actually tricking you, but I swear I am always being myself." He grins.