Noctisardor Bypass Stop posting the eyeballs -- if you don't stop I'm gonna take them away from you

This guy didn't have many answers, something that, honestly, made Pheiros a little anxious. He couldn't imagine walking up to some random pack's borders with no reason and no real answers to any of their questions. He rarely did anything out of his routine without at least an entire day of painful overthinking. He studied the boy, curious about him despite his off-putting demeanor. He kind of wanted to know more about him, but he knew now was not really the time, so he pushed the interest away, focusing on Arbiter and her new question instead. He had nothing else to ask that was really productive, so he looked back to Charles. He wondered what his answer would be this time? Something vague most likely, but he waited with genuine interest anyway.