Firefly Glen Eat your heart out.

Mesa was interested in keeping to himself, which most of the inhabitants of the glen honored. Someone called out to him as he was passing though — first a chuff, then a call followed by an introduction he only heard because he couldn't avoid it; a shrewd once-over was all Toad received at first.

The question registered in his head a second late, and he snorted as he answered, No.
—whether that was a response to the question or a direct refusal to participate in conversation, was unclear.