Grouse Thicket thou bleeding piece of earth

Nico hadn't had an unrequited crush before....actually, he did, but eventually, they turned around and decided to date him, so truth to be told, he couldn't really relate well to Shalon's words. Luckily, or unluckily, however, he didn't have time to reply as a horrible headache seized him and he was forced to depart as his alter ego took over, eager to be out in the world after such a long time of being suppressed.

He wasn't going to back down or retreat easily. This was the first time Sargent had been out of Nico's suffocating mind for ages, and he wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste.

So, Sargent watched with concealed amusement as the silver fae moved towards him, shooting the other female a look before circling around him, blocking his view of the girl he was trying to woo. At that, he frowned, "Aww, c'mon. I wasn't done," he said, before sighing and rolling his eyes in a show of dramatic annoyance. At Shalon's words, however, he perked up and smirked, "Nicolas does love me, doesn't he? To talk about me while I'm imprisoned inside his brain.....I bet he's secretly in love with me, which is rather ironic.... did you know he once had a boyfriend? He was hot, too. Really hot." he frowned, "Not that it matters, I suppose, since he does like you; he genuinely likes you, which is strange." Sargent's green eyes zeroed in on Aero's face, a cruel smirk tugging at the edge of his lips at her suggestion, saying that they were about to go for a swim. He noticed how she didn't seem as steady as she would've liked and as she began to step forward, attempting to drive him into the water, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I can see why Nico likes you now," Sargent chuckled in amusement and he narrowed his eyes almost thoughtfully, standing his ground. "You like him too, don't you? Have you told him?" He didn't give her a chance to answer. "I hope you have, sweetheart, because Nicolas isn't coming back anytime soon; he's never, ever coming back." His gaze flickered to Shalon, lips pulled back in a sharp-toothed smile. "Never. Poor, little soldier boy is gone, forever." He took a step back, deciding to play with the girl's game. "Lover boy's gone forever, and he'll never know how you felt!" he sang, cruel amusement dancing in his sharp green eyes.

"But don't worry," Sargent spoke to Shalon now, taking yet another step back. "You've got me. And trust me, sweetheart, I'm wayyyy better than Nicolas. That shitbag didn't deserve you," he looked at the silver fae and smiled as well, "or you, for that matter. He doesn't deserve anyone. Never has, never will. Never coming back!" He let loose a melodic laugh and turned, gracefully leaping into the water. He stayed there, submerged for a moment, before breaking the surface, a grin on his lips, green eyes gleaming. "That idiot forgot to tell you, didn't he?" Sargent's smirk only grew, "I will only go if I'm drowning to death and even so, I'm strongest when I've fully emerged for the first time after months of suppression. So, you won't be getting rid of me for a while," He sang. "I mean, never."