For a moment Kyle struggled with a reply. His race was phsically incapable of lying- the words simply could not leave thier lips. It felt as though they were choking on thier own toungues. He did not think the moon was beautiful. It marred the sky and ruined what would have been perfect darkness. It reminded him of his light hearted cousins. Too much so. To him it was not beautiful, and too bright for comfort. What could he say then? He could not agree with her, and changing the subject may put her off too much. That in itself would not be a great loss, but it would be a bit annoying.<br/><br/>He looked up at the sky, the moonlight hitting his skin and bathing it in silver where it touched.<br/>"I look like Edward Cullen." he said with a small laugh.<br/><br/>Suddenly, he jerked his head to the side, hearing a hissed whisper. A cousin...! The Summer Court must be on the move, possibly planning a strike if they were here, now. Or perhaps he was becoming paranoid. One of his disgusting cousins could just be out here on a whim, though the question was what were they doing at a place like this? They had no need of human pets...at least, not in the way his Court needed them.<br/><br/><br/>From the darkness stepped a blond haired, cloaking himself in a glamour as he became visable to the Knight and human girl.<br/>"Leave the girl alone, Kyle.That is what you call yourself now, isn't it? Why don't you tell her your real name?"<br/><br/>His hair was long and feminine, going down to his waist in an elegant and loose double braid. He  looked much more sylvan then Kyle's own glamour, even going so far as to lengthen his ears so that they looked longer than normal. His shirt was almost a tunic, colored gold and bright green and glowed surreally in the moonlight.<br/><br/>"Ask him, Miss Justice. Ask him his real name." he prodded, voice somehow bringing back memories or warm summer days and wildflowers and the feeling of the suns's warmth on the skin.<br/>Kyle grimaced. He hated Summer Fey for exactly this reason.