The spotted baroque finds it perhaps harder to put on an animated face for such a well-worn diplomat as she comes off to be. She certainly is his elder, in experience with diplomacy even moreso than just in age. Not that he wants to call her old, just... experienced in things he never got himself involved in. Not after the events of three... four? years past. Something about that, he thinks.
She seems to have read his mind, and so he cracks a small smile. It's an inside joke she would not know of because his thoughts are his own, but it amuses him nonetheless that she had that perfect timing. "More than half of my life, by now. I arrived here... three-and-a-half years ago I think. I didn't settle with the quiet way back then, but Noah has lead well, since." It could be better with more horses around, the spotted stallion still thinks, and it appeared he did a lot of visitor-greeting and sometimes attempted recruitment, though really he would think diplomacy just wasn't his strong suit, and he still wasn't entirely sure if recruiting would be appreciated. Nevertheless he could at least try to be active in the flowery meadows, even if most of it went unnoticed.
The compliment the girl makes on the mare makes him smile a little. Loire would be two by now, but still, he thinks she would have said the same. "You're right about that," he agrees, then tilts his head at the names. Carwyn. Would it do good or harm if he told the girl she was here? Perhaps he should discuss it with her. She hadn't told him about the dangerous stallion until she found out she was pregnant, which complicated things - how much might the granddaughter reveal to him, unaware that she did any harm?
Shaking his crest as to rearrange the white mane, he thus replies cautiously, in a neutrally happy tone that would fool the child, though perhaps not the diplomat. "I'm sure your grandmother is safe. We can go visit Noah later, if you want. Have you met your great-aunt before? Or your cousin Norma?" It would be easier, perhaps, to deflect the questions about Carwyn by encouraging enthusiasm about a cousin she never met; perhaps meanwhile he could ask Carwyn what she wanted.
It'd be better to keep the child safe - maybe when it was born, it should stay here if Carwyn wanted to return, but that wasn't for him to decide right now.
from the ashes a fire shall be woken
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