With those words said Sydney quickly pushed his feet of the flooring and onto his seats base as if squatting on it, then with a smile and a slide comment "Lets hope we all have a good nightâ€™s rest then eh? No nightmares now?" A innocent smile and a quick lick of his lip to boot told he was teasing, another unprecedented action as he kicked off his seat and somersaulted onto the tavern floor, his hand pressed against the nearby door, he watched the peeked interest of his newly companions as nothing Holt said was taken to heart, all but one and that interest was the interactions within the deathly forests as he so named it within the recompense of his mind.<br/><br/>A shove of the hand and the door flew open, it was a dark night indeed, the starts all burst out at once as if greeting those for one last time and to remember of beautiful nights, it was always skyward Sydney looked for these days, hidden messages of hopes and dreams or perhaps the thoughts of freedom. The ground was hard and cold due to the level in temperature, not dramatically but low enough it sent light chills down his spine after all not many flames were lit in case of egging on the creatures beyond the forests, though even Sydney couldnâ€™t deny tonight was indeed a wonder to remember.<br/><br/>After a fair few minutes of looking through the quiet market area he saw a water tower, perhaps the highest building within the confines of Needle and that is where he would rest, he never liked beds much to begin with, he would merely say as an excuse that they are too soft, to squish, if you lay in one your never getting out. At the time his bladed fingers stabbed into the wood frame as he scaled the side of such a tower, splintered wood spat out at him but regardless he continued until he finally reached the top. His physical stamina was impressive compared to most and as such he merely sat there, one clad armoured knee up with a rested ebony clad arm whilst the other leg stretched across the roof of the tower and his left supporting his weight.<br/><br/>His gaze intensified as he watched the forests beyond, tomorrow he would have to go in that, a wilderness full of beasts, disease, creatures and perhaps bandits maybe if they were lucky they would come across a legendary monster or two this would be his best holiday yet and he was edging to get in there and tear something up. Though if he truly meant to be an animal he would be treated as such and such a perspective of the others would only get on his nerves, it was never the idea of getting discriminate remarks behind his back but rather they are the same they just choose not to let loose and thatâ€™s why most people of their perspective and self restraint end up dead, really, really fast.<br/><br/>Either way it was silent, quiet to the point that crickets sung in the lesser grasses of the streets and even outside that it was possible everyone could hear them, maybe Sydney would do something out of the ordinary to fit in his own character, something that would catch most of guard. With that thought in tow he spun gestured fingers within the cold air to form a spectral instrument; it was minor magic if anything that even a novice could perfect within an hour however he thought it a gesture to himself and thus began to play. 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It looked like he was going to thump on the ground but instead he held his arms out and hovered a few inches from the ground before landing softly, hopefully he was able to wake those around him up and thatâ€™s if not all of them were up already.<br/><br/>The youthful man had made his way to the entrance after such an early performance; it was as if he never slept at all and always boundless energy. His smile was big and always innocent even though you could see it was a fake, he was genuinely happy to be here as he saw the two new companions before him standing with Holt, it was those armours insignia of the darkness that caught his eye, but even the presence of the knights couldnâ€™t stop his mood today.<br/><br/>"Good morning gentlemen" he said with a smile, then fell silent as he stood in front of them his hands behind his back and feet shoulder length a part, but it was that look on his face, a smirk more than a smile now, the thought that these two new knights were here. Maybe if he was lucky he would witness the fall of two knights today, goodness known Sydney had taken on enough before being brought down.