Falls of the Hinterlands Moonshadows

"Ah, is it a nice place?" Nico asked, curious, but still wishing for answers but knowing that Heston was not as much a fool as he initially pinned him to be, keeping his own answers about the pack he was currently in, vague. "I've always preferred somewhere Northern, as I grew up in the North, but," he grinned then, "that's not going to happen anytime soon." His gaze turned a bit wistful and memories of his better childhood flashed through his mind. A wave of nostaliga swept through him, and the soldier swallowed before putting them away in his mental folder of 'good memories' and closing it, unwilling to be drown in a pool of melancholia while chatting with a stranger.

Instead, he smiled at Heston's words about a girl and mentally filing away the information, however vague it was, in his brain, to report back to Charley and Aspen when he came back. "I'm sure she would," he smirked good naturedly, his mind drifting back to Aeronwyn.

"Oh, they do. Ladies love me," Nico smirked, "guys as well," he added as an afterthought, though he wouldn't be surprised if Heston didn't know of same-sex relationships; lots of wolves he'd met didn't and he took no offense in that, as long as they weren't completely disrespectful. "Keep dreaming, Hesty, and maybe it'll come true," he teased, amused at the man's antics while knowing full well that he was the charming one here - or was it just his ego speaking?  "Go on," he laughed, "give me a nickname. I'll like to see what you come up with."