Curiosity gnawed at the golden beast when he recognized the blindness Gaucho carried in his eyes, but it was not his place to question or prod. Especially when he was far more interested and invested in the delicate matters that were culminating in his mind. It would not do well to insult the brute when he was hoping to secure a firmer treaty with him and his kin. So Kaj stuffed the probing questions back into a little box in his mind, careful not to let his face show any surprise or conflict. Surely Gaucho had to be seeing him somehow, with how he'd gone about the treasure hunt. He followed easily enough, and Kaj attempted to give him that independence, not wishing to emasculate the warrior with too many worried glances over his shoulder. He suspected it would not bode well with the Sultan.

The similarities between the two leaders were staggering in amount alone, and Kaj found himself far more comfortable with the stranger than he often was with other new faces. He remembered well the despair at not fitting in, not being what others thought he should be. Luckily his native language was rather similar to the Helovian dialect, and he applauded the pierced stud for overcoming a gap far larger than Kaj had experienced in that particular arena. He had a feeling he and the Wildfire could find many things in common, and an odd part of him wondered at the possibility of them discovering friendship beneath the political requirements they were currently wading through.

It seemed Gaucho appreciated the blunt tactic Kaj often enforced, as he responded in kind and with no hint of delay on his part. Kaj did not like to waste time, as valuable as it was now that he had so much to do and solidify. The familiar rumbling tone split the air Kaj had left for Gaucho to utilize, and he concealed his pleasant surprise at hearing that the Basin and the Throat - enemies for as long as Kaj and his members could recall - had made amends. That certainly made his job infinitely easier. It also relaxed his guard around the news he'd hidden from the Falls leaders, that the Edge had a firm peacefulness with the Basin as well.

Perhaps they were not the only ones seeking change.

"The Edge has made peace with the Basin, as well," he commented firmly, hoping to quell the hesitancy in the stallion's words. There was nothing to fear, no changes that Kaj wished to make in his offer just because it had been revealed that the Throat had done exactly as they had. In fact, it was pleasing. He would have to share the news with Kahlua, and that started a whole new wave of emotions that Kaj did not have the time to deal with at the moment. It seemed both stallions were mourning the loss of someone, and they did not quite want to deal with it. Regardless, it was not the time nor place for that.

Kaj smiled genially at the agreement, feeling peace settle upon him. "The Edge would happily accept the metals of the Throat, if you will have our glass," he rumbled happily, making it apparent that he did not want this to be a one-sided relationship. The Edge would always give as good as much as it received. "My healers can supply yours with herbs the desert does not have, as well. I have some for you to take, no matter what your answer may have been." Even if Gaucho would have refused, Kaj had intended to give him the herbs regardless. Reaching back he clasped the bundle from the base of his mane, tied with the braided technique Dragomir had invented. He held it out to Gaucho patiently, awaiting removal before speaking.

"Arnica, for bruises and pain. Chamomile, for stress, stomach discomfort, and sleeplessness. Geranium, for cuts and burns, and to repel insects," he clarified, both in case Gaucho was not familiar with them and also because the Throat healers may not have encountered them, growing in the Edge as they did. Kaj dipped his head to his chest briefly, pleased with what had transpired. "Perhaps I can visit your sands soon, brother. It has been many moons since I last did. I shall not keep you any longer, unless you have questions or a favor to ask. I suspect we are both rather busy," he chuckled softly. Kaj did not believe in lengthy, socially appropriate visitations. He hoped Gaucho felt the same, as the king did not wish to offend the Sultan so soon after securing what he had been hoping for.

@[Gaucho]