For a few moments, Archelaus had been in his own little world. The cold was refreshing, in a way, the silver male being reminded of his first home. Maybe being distracted with his memories was what allowed the female to get so close without him knowing. At her words, asking if he was a resident of the North, Archelaus would take a minute to sit up, not answering right away. Even now, the female was taller, with more colors and markings that Archelaus had. He didn't really know just how to feel about it, honestly. Archelaus realized that her question had gone unanswered, and he finally spoke. "I used to be."
It wasn't a lie, but Archelaus was a little wary around this female. If he wasn't so tired, he bet he could take her on and win. But for now, he would bite his tongue.