Beyza’s expecting a more definitive answer - it doesn’t exactly seem like something that there would be any uncertainty about. There are many ways she would have thought he’d respond - a malicious yes, a repentant confirmation, an offended denial. But not this strange limbo that stretches on as they watch each other, each seeking answers they are just not getting in the face of the other.
She does not verbally reply to his question either, thinking the answer irrelevant. It is not likely that he knows who she is, but she knows of him and that’s enough. The reign of nightmares on Tephra could easily be forgiven - possibly would have even sparked her curiosity.
But the harming of Ryatah? Beyza hadn’t been the one to save her mother, hadn’t been the one to find her and bring her back, but she could be the one to avenge her. It did not matter that Ryatah was safely back in Hyaline. Just the intent to harm that kind mare would have been enough to condemn this stallion. And she knew he had done far worse than just think about what harm he could do.
Maybe that was enough to bypass the safeguards on her magic but Beyza still wants to make sure - she does not want anything to come between her and the things she is intending to do.
A deep, furious rage is curling inside of her but externally she is still unnaturally still and calm. As a way to vent some of the growing pressure inside of her head, even the water and the air immediately around them grows still - no wind, no waves, nothing to interrupt this conversation as Beyza stares at him and asks carefully “What do you mean probably?”
@Gale