Silverlight Terrace gods, can you just let it go?

Despite previously wondering if he was suited to join a pack, he found himself knowing that his chances of survival were probably better if he was in a pack and the male seemed eager to tell him about the place, as well as ask him if he wished to join, without any indication of interest displayed by Icarus. Well, it wasn't like he'd know even if he did make any indication of interest. "Nico," he smiled, "Pleasure to meet you," it was a sentence he still found weird, but used it nonetheless. People here seemed to like it.

"Where is it?" he asked, first and foremost, his brows furrowing in concentration.