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Noble Born would never forget an enemy, even one hastily made in a heated childhood moment. That was why, when he spotted the stallion in the distance, even with both of them now grown up, he simply knew. There were now two options to consider. He could either choose a different direction and made sure they did not cross paths that day or he could approach. The first option was the smart one, of course it was. There was no need to dredge up old foolishness, not unnecessarily and he had a carefully created reputation to maintain. There were too many variables involved in contacting the rowdy stallion.

But he found himself walking over anyway. Curiosity, he decided and the need to repair the damage he’d made once by dropping his act. Had the colt he’d found rummaging through garbage grown up mentally as well as physically or would he still be the same? Could he be of some use? Anyone so predisposed to violence could be exploited nicely.

So it was with a princely smile that Noble reached Reaper and said, "good day."

Unsurprisingly the nasty, ill-mannered colt was now a nasty, ill-tempered stallion, which was absolutely perfect. Noble Born had to admit that he felt an intense wave of dislike for the dark stallion. He hadn’t forgotten any second of their last meeting and this moment now brought every detail to the front of his mind. But such emotions needed to be contained. It was pointless to hold onto this grudge, not when he had the perfect plaything in front of him.

So despite a slight narrowing of his eyes, the gentlemanly smile remained and Noble Born seemed unaffected by Reaper’s ‘charm’.

"I came over to say hello and introduce myself properly. We've met once before and I wanted to apologise for my behaviour that day."

"I’m not asking you to care. Quite the opposite really. This is really for my own benefit, to soothe my guilt away, which I suppose is quite selfish in a way."

There was a brittle edge to his gaze but his smile held true, even if it did cost quite a bit more effort than usual.

"It didn't sit right by me that we’d once come to words-" and hoof, "and now that I've said it I feel much better." The stallion dipped his head into a polite, princely bow. "My name is Noble Born. I hope you do hold too much ill will towards me."