"Anytime," blinking his eyes in gratitude he gave her a nod. She seemed to shiver, and I have to admit it's REALLY cold out here. Like I said to countless horses, I can't stand cold weather. "Hm", I murmured flicking my ear. "I really don't know what brought me out here either", with a chuckle, I moved closer to Antheia, but I don't brush up against her. I have to respect mare's spaces, and I don't want her to think I'm a rapist. "It's pretty cold out here. We should go and find some shelter from the wind" I said again, shifting my eyes and walking away. "Follow me if you want", I smiled at her, hoping she'd follow.
I actually wanted to talk to her about what was bothering her so badly. I don't expect Antheia to trust a stallion she just met.