Lake Rodney night at the lake

"At the moment?" Charon answered with a quirk of his eyebrow. It sounded a bit like she had been a part of many different homes, to say that she didn't have a home 'at the moment', but maybe it was just him. He didn't spend too much attention to it, other than saying when she was doing talking, "Ah." She was probably out hunting then, he wagered, though didn't make much more of it. The subject didn't interest him much, as he was much more interested to return to his precious stars.

"I guess the stars aren't of much interest to you, then?" he suggested; "Unless you use them to navigate, perhaps." Stars couldn't be eaten and Charon didn't have a lot of empathy, but he was pretty certain that lone wolves didn't really care about anything but survival. It was a harsh world out there.