"Both," Nyx replied, turning his stick a little and admiring the charred bit of pepper as he removed it from the flame and blew on it. "I like the ticking, and the way the silver glints in sunlight. Pity it didn't have any stones in it. That would have been better."

He popped the bite into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully, then poking the flames a bit with his stick. Though that only entertained him a moment. The nymph was restless tonight, and it showed.

"We should get ourselves something sweet tomorrow," he decided, getting up and moving to sit beside Will. "Bread and honey. Milk, maybe," he added, resting his chin on Will's shoulder and deliberately getting a little in the other fae's way.