Falls of the Hinterlands Moonshadows

Nico raised an eyebrow, the corner of his lip quirking upwards in a smirk as he chuckled softly, "In your dreams, Hesty," he rolled his eyes, "No one can be more interesting than I," he grinned and once again, tilted his head upwards to observe the sky. The moon was still covered by the clouds which meant that this moonbow wouldn't be happening anytime soon. Not that it really mattered as long as Heston was here to provide him with easy company. It'd been sometime since he was able to have an exchange with a stranger with such ease and he'd be lying if he said he didn't quite miss it. It was almost soothing to realise that he hadn't lost his charm, not yet, at the very least.

But when Heston asked about where Royal Fire Court was, he knew that that was something he was unable to tell a stranger for fear that he might be a spy, manipulating the soldier for information. While he had decided to leave the Court soon, he knew, without a doubt, that until then, he was completely loyal to his pack and his packmates thus, keeping his lips sealed on that matter. "Oh, nowhere specific," he drawled, "Just north of here, I suppose," he finished vaguely. Then he shrugged, "Yeah, not if you're a trespasser though," he smirked. "What about you?" he inquired in return, deciding that this was a chance to work on his Scout trade. "Where's your pack located? Are they as charming as you are?" Nico winked, eyes twinkling with mirth.

"Maybe," the soldier shrugged once again, not knowing if Charley was okay with the ideas of an ally. If it was him, he would establish peaceful connections but not an alliance, alliances were annoying and troublesome. But he wasn't Charley and he wasn't the King, so, he supposed, he would just report back later.