A Little Head Clearing

[Nox]

Nox grinned and shrugged at the compliment. "It's nothing really. You learn to do with what you got and sometimes a fire in the woods on a hunt isn't exactly something you need even if you want it. That last year with my sister was rough just the two of us, but we made do. And you learned to live with what you could carry." Nox nodded to his accouterments of cooking accessories. That had been his life before Moscow. The memories slowly filtered back in, strange things sometimes reminding him of something the plane crash had taken from him.

The food was good, and filling and really that was all that mattered. There was still loads of work to do but Raffe's question made him grin mischievously. His thoughts lingering on the private show he'd like to give Raffe, but he didn't say it out loud. And Nox was eternally grateful that no one here was a Sentient. At least to his knowledge. Crushes were just that and ... there was no and it wasn't his call. Raffe made him smile in a stupid sort of way but it was happy and he'd take happy to hell any day. Nox pushed the looming rest of his life away. "I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you." Sage would be proud. Though Nox was sure the reference had been lost to the pop cultures of the past, Nox never saw the movie itself, and probably couldn't tell you the name, but that was about as much pop culture as he knew. Life on the road...

Nox chuckled more to himself than anything "It's not so much a secret. I can tell you all about it while I splice the music together tonight. And I'm sure you can manage to poke your head in and see that sneak peek anytime you want." Nox winked. Still lingering thoughts played through his head.