SNAP CRACKLE POP

He nodded to confirm Archon's first question and paused to think of his third. He didn't have any, or at least, any he had the bravery to ask. The question of his spirits being somehow related to their deity brought itself to the forefront, but he was worried it might be too strange of a question to ask. He didn't know how to word it without making either of them sound insane so it was probably best to hold on until he had more information on the band and its leader.

"No." He shook his head as he pushed himself into a sitting position. The boy looked up to the man, waiting for instruction. He could walk now, though he was still frightened to place any pressure on his broken limb. He was curious about what would happen next, considering this was his first band. He assumed there was little difference between a pack and a band, but it would not negate the fact this was a new experience for Pnuma, and an exciting one.