As they continued through the garden, all he did was look around at all the greenery. In all honesty, he wasn't used to this much green. He was used to blue, all different shades of blue. Of course there were plants in the ocean and rivers he inhabited, but not this much. It was a new experience and he was beginning to like it.
Hearing Blythe's words made him chuckle softly.
"Yes. It is quite the hard deal to be condemned for who you are."
Nix was silent for a few moments before speaking softly.
"I love to play the violin. Yet, that is the source of the murders. My music is beautiful, Blythe. I love to listen to it and I love to create it, but it destroys people..."