He had simply turned and stared at the younger centaurs, before nodding to the pregnant mares, eye brow raised in silent question. They might enjoy taking the full journey, but the mares would not, laden with an extra passenger.<br/><br/>He had laughed at Leigha, but as she had gone up, he picked up his daughter, and put her on his shoulder. "Come on, lets do a quick round of the outer perimeter."<br/><br/>Once they were out of sight of the main camp and any sentries, he asked something that had occurred to him during the walk. "So, why me? I have no contact with your people, am not likely to become a god or something similar at some point, and not really interested in being herded to some great destiny. So why did you become my 'daughter?'"