We're Really Bad Eggs

Enrico listened to the boy without judgement as he spoke, noting his clear distaste as he wrinkled his nose at the ship. "Hmm," was all he said, taking a long moment of thought, his own gaze lingering out across the ice. "Niente is... different than most packs here, it is true," he finally said slowly. "We are more accepting of what would be offensive to the ideals of many others." He thought for a moment to Regulus, and to Celestial's self-righteous ways. Slowly, his gaze shifted from the distance to the boy. "What do you hope to get out of being part of a pack, Rodgar? What is it that appeals to you in this idea of being in a pack?"