It is possibly one of the single most peaceful moments of existence for him. Certainly the most tame. The night filled with the steady call of crickets, and the rythym of beating hearts. This incident is nothing less of a shared vulnerability, a side both rarely allowed to break surface. An act of selflessness on both parts.
Her voice fills his ears, words of the past, advice poorly given. "Women are silly creatures." He grunted in return, his thoughts about that statement obviously disapproving. For such a smart girl, she sure did question her own self so many times. Who the woman was that had uttered such ill given advice, was not of consequence. He had never thought on it before, but in this moment her did. Women were such spiteful, malicious beings to each other.
He couldn't judge her for it though, he hadn't truly known where the doubts had begun. Perhaps something instilled in her as a small child, though kinder words still than those passed to the females in his birth herd. "Engel this is no dream." He says calmly, simply. His tone so matter of fact, not an ounce of doubt plays on his lips. "I am truly here," his maw lips at her golden neck, as if to solidify the fact. A steady trail tracing upwards into her frothy mane, pulling back as he neared her ears."Why do you weep? Are you injured?" His green gaze floats over her, searching her gilded skin for any sign of wounds. His tone is concrete and concerned, though his gaze is soft.
Dutiful Soldier|Captain of the Chamber