Haunted Wood sweet darling, what should i do?

Nico rolled his eyes. He wasn't scared, per se, he was just a bit haunted by bad memories that he had of places similar to this one. Needless to say, it wasn't his favourite spot, but he wasn't freaked by it, not really. Soldiers couldn't be scared of the dark, and they couldn't be scared of dark forests, otherwise, they couldn't be able to do their job properly. Obviously, they all had fears, but they all did their best to suppress it and overcome it for the sake of their comrades and their mission. It wasn't easy, no doubt, but it was something that had to be done, regardless of how much fear and suffering you had to go through to achieve it. It was just the way things were.

"In your dreams, sweetheart," the soldier boy said with a roll of his eyes and an absentminded smile as he kicked at a bunch of dense bushes, wondering if anything was hiding within it, or behind it. Sadly enough, that did not appear to be the case, so he walked on, glancing around the forest with vague interest. Nah, Nico wasn't coming back here, not for a long time.