Grouse Thicket thou bleeding piece of earth

She told him that he hadn't done anything and that it was her who was too ignorant to realise how foolish she was but that she'd learnt her lesson and she would no longer be hurt in such a manner again. At that, his brows creased in a frown. Surely, he hadn't hurt her that badly, right? After all, he hadn't...cheated on her, or professed his undying love or something. They've never really even acknowledged her feelings for him and he'd only ever playfully flirted with her. Yes, Nico knew that it might hurt a bit to know that someone whom you had a crush on liked someone else, but surely, it wasn't enough to hate someone...especially if you really liked them.

Shalon told him that she was simply his packmate until he decided to 'return to Aero' and that she couldn't think of another relationship other than packmates and that surely, he must understand it. "No, I don't," he told her simply, "I understand that I have led you on and flirted with you, and I know you have feelings for me, but I haven't cheated on you, or told you I returned your feelings. You haven't even told me about them, I figured it out, myself. I know I've done wrong and I've done nothing but apologise for everything and how I've led you on. But, we aren't even together, you never even officially told me how you felt. How, how on earth will I understand the fact that you don't even want to be friends with me, anymore? Is it because you hate her? Because, if not, please, by all means, enlighten me." He was by no means angry, but his words were stern and his eyes narrowed, though they still pleaded for her to explain. 

"I don't fuckin' know, do I?" Nico exploded at her next question. She talked as if he had it all figured it out already, but the thing was, he didn't. He didn't plan on this happening, for god's sake. Ugh. He screwed his eyes shut and his breathing increased rapidly. "Fuck you," he muttered and his eyes opened, the gentle green holding a glint in them and he cocked his head, a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips, "Well, what do we have here?" he drawled, his posture relaxing into one of nonchalence. 

His gaze drifted from the girl in front of him to the silver wraith behind him and the smirk grew even wider as he chuckled softly, "My, my," he looked around, "Nicolas has been busy." He grinned, "Never thought that guy would ever get himself a girl, much less, two pretty girls." His eyes twinkled. "How's he doing?" He rolled his eyes, "As if I care. That idiot's basically a figment of my impressive imagination. Anyways, now that's he's gone for good, I think I'm going to..." his eyes landed on Shalon and he smiled, "you. What's up, pretty girl?"

He had noticed Aeronwyn, but for some strange reason, decided that he was better off not hitting on her. Perhaps it was Nico inside him, telling him not to hit on the girl he liked.

Whatever, Nico was gone, and now, now was his time and he was going to end up getting his way anyways, one way or another. "Sargent Alexander, at your service." He bowed, smiling the same charming smile that Nico used, the same smile that often caused ladies to swoon and blush and fall on his feet, their feet; Sargent's smile had the exact same effect that Nico's did.