Nicolas turned the radio onto a local station, keeping it at a lower volume so as not to disturb Niya. "Honestly... I'm not quite sure what I do and don't like... I haven't really<span style="font-style: italic">done</span>much..." He shrugged as he sat back in his chair, "I've just been out here so long by myself..." He continued as he stroked Coal's large, furry head, "Except for Coal here, of course." He looked into his guests eyes again, "My upbringing isn't something I like to think, much less<span style="font-style: italic">talk,</span>about... Maybe one day..." He listened to the radio intently as it beeped, followed by what sounded like a news update.<span style="font-style: italic">"Missing 18 year old actress Maria LopezMartinez's car was found on the side of the road this morning abandoned. There was no sign of struggle. There were no tracks to be seen, and police are guessing last night's blizzard may have covered any up. It is suspected that her missing child, Niya LopezMartinez, is with her as well. She is approximately five feet tall and of small build with long dark hair, a dark complexion, and brown eyes. Any information about her whereabouts should be reported to the police immediately."</span>Nicolas stared intensely into Maria's eyes, not entirely sure what to make of what he just heard.<span style="font-style: italic">That sounds... Awfully familiar... I've gotta know what the hell is going on here...</span>"I believe you have a story to tell."