Nova Peak Oh, I've got reservations about so many things.

Somehow, Stag's request didn't feel like one he could decline, or else his hypocrisy would be aired out.
Astraeus' best version of agreement was a clenched jaw and a mocking nod. He wouldn't meet Stag halfway anyways, so he'd follow the thistledown'd manboy to the caches first.

Not one for starting conversations, he allows the silence to sail before curiosity eventually egged him on, “When did you even come here?” his tone influence by the impression Stag was some newcomer who'd stuck around long enough to remain by Wylla's good side long enough to stay here.