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He looks towards where Starwing points. "How exciting! Soon we shall be traversing an old stone building, a monument of the past!"

"Actually, my eyes are pretty good in the dark, and I've had lots of experience dealing with wild animals, living on the streets and in the woods and all..." He looks at his hoof and brushes loose fur off. I do say, I've been losing fur like a Leper.

"Of course I could grow the herbs. What kind of farmer would I be if I didn't?" His grey eyes are fixed on Moonbeam.

"Yes, let's stop mucking about and let's go do things." He scratches his cheek.

Blizzard sees the regret in Darkness' face. "I'm sorry, all this must be making you uncomfortable.

"Didn't mean to come off that way, mate. Sorry." His horn glows and he readjusts his glasses.

"I'll keep my eye out for them, just because I'm homeless doesn't mean I'm no good at combat magic." He bounces in place.

Blizzard speaks up. "Why would you need to protect anypony here anyways?"

"Only if everypony in this party has no obligations otherwise."

He is surprised to hear that something actually lives there. "Maybe.... maybe we should kill it? Make the place safer?"

Blizzard sees right through Night's lies but plays along. "Sweet Celestia, did you guys just hear that?!" He turns to Night, holding in another chuckle.

"Maybe they wanted a change of scenery? Personally, I like being homeless. Much better than the posh lives of those not in poverty." He chuckles at his words.

His eyes take a bit to adjust to the light, even under his glasses. "Mhm." He gallivants after them.

"Well then let's be off, shall we?" He begins to trot in place.

"When shall we be off on our merry way?" He turns towards Darkness.