Moonspear the fire within

Quite frankly, he didn't want to touch the Vela and Drogon matter very much. Not any more than he had to already, at least, and despite a still-lurking curiosity of his very own. He wasn't entirely blind to his father's pause on the matter, and all subtle like that he couldn't entirely know what it meant exactly--so the boy just erred on the side of caution and preferred to stay away from that, easy enough, and wondered if either of them would pursue the topic any further. A piece of him hoped that no, not right now..

And, somehow, Charon's answer shut him up with plenty to think about suddenly before he turned their attentions to the scenery spread before their little plateau. He lapsed into silence, looking and sniffing around to see what he could find next--and suddenly very contemplative over what he should be doing to be nice to nature, should there be brothers. The horizon, like the possibilities, always seemed so very vast to him.