Silverlight Terrace a lovely night for stargazing and poorly behaving

Tiny, hot needles pierced into his skin as she pointed out the obvious- god, how foolish was he? Was he always lacking such a level head? His stomach had dropped, he truly had never felt so embarrassed... well, at least from what he could remember, which wasn't very much. 

But then she continued on and his shame subsided (for the most part). She actually took up his offer! The boy finally dared to look in her direction once more, a tiny smile begging to poke through his maw. But he didn't allow it for more than a miniature smirk that lasted a second.  Her question forced his ears to perk as he pondered its answer. Truly all he could think about was Buffalo- and therefore he'd base his response around him. "Well, they're welcoming from what I've seen. They're supportive- smart- kind- they're..." He was so overwhelmed with thought his eyes darted back and forth, deciding to choose what thoughts to say aloud, the perfect fitting words for this pack. "They're like family."