Moonspear i love the stars too fondly to fear the night

Flóki said that he hadn't been up to much, though it was probably more than he thought. Charon smiled and said: "The Bay, huh? How's it doing?" He himself had not visited since it had been left, and he wondered how it was healing. Charon missed it sometimes, his homeland, but he also loved Moonspear. It was a much more fitting throne for a King of his stature.

While he thought of Wifi -- Dhole -- Charon was reminded of something. He offhandedly said, "I think Dhole might have a crush on me." Charon looked at Flóki as he spoke, his voice devoid of judgement of any kind. "She keeps making these funny faces and is awkward, like... a lot, if not all the time when she's around me." Charon didn't sound like he minded if it were the case, though neither did he sound like he returned the sentiment. He felt flattered, if anything; completely unaware of his brother's affiliation with the girl in question.