So they’ll play the back-and-forth game. Zeik is alright with this. Makai is just someone (amongst the many) that he’ll never understand. But it doesn’t mean that all hope is lost for him, far from it actually. Where one door closes, another opens. In Makai’s case, Zeik thinks it’s just a lack of perspective. The poor boy just needs encouragement. Regardless of the fact that Makai is bound by some unnatural force, which Zeik knows nothing about, the roan figures that the least he can do is somewhat entertain the questions posed by his irritable companion. A bit of a distraction, if you will. “Well, firstly because I’ve never experienced anything like what you’re experiencing. I suppose the point of it all evades me.” He says, rubbing his nose against his knee while he thinks a bit more on the subject.
“Secondly, because you’re choosing to still hold a conversation with me. That, above all else, tells me that perhaps there’s something worth being curious about.” He finishes, glancing at Makai with a pointed stare. Had the other stallion truly been aggravated, and Zeik himself totally uninterested, the two would have parted ways as soon as they had met. But there’s still something nagging the roan, and he won’t be appeased until he garners some sort of a complete reply from the other horse.
“Tell me,” he asks, “Is there no way to fix what’s happened? No going back?”
ZEIK
ooc: I tried. I'm sorry.