Nightwing holds out Oscurin to Willow. "He's under your care, I believe," he tells her, grinning. He then spots Jon and Wire approaching and turns to face them, standing at 26' tall. "Good evening again, Jon. Who's your friend?"<br/><br/>Glade just nods as she continues eating the apple, even crunching down on the core.<br/><br/>Artair grins. "Private, eh?" he asks slyly, then starts rubbing his entire front up against the wall.