Ravensblood Forest anytime

"How about," he began innocently, "we save my real name for a time when we meet again. That way your embarrassment won't cause you to avoid me the rest of your life. You strike me as a girl who loves a good mystery." She's probably as tenacious as Koontz he thought to himself wearily. It was a good quality...possibly one of the best ones to have. But it was not something Ariston shared and thus he tired easily when confronted with someone with such a trait.

At the production of her inquisition he too looked up at his prior seat of choice. Damn I must've looked cool he mused. "I was trying to shake off some bad mojo," he said after a moment before looking back to his companion. "Must've worked!"

"The views were...emptier than I'd expected. What happened to all the packs out here?" he asked at last.