There was just that optimist in Nyx that had the hopes for the delight to be able to surf back at the hotel if they ended up back there. That was of course he was able to return with the surfboard to start with. Who was he to guess how all this worked?
Nyx listened carefully to how Willie told his story, and the Glaive nodded thoughtfully. Different circumstances, but making a bargain nonetheless. It didn't matter in the circumstances that which the deal was made, it still had the fateful ending of death for the pair of them, and that alone was something they would be bonded over.
"Well," He shrugged. "There isn't a turning back after a deal like that." Nyx stated with a smile. It was something he'd of never changed if the opportunity arose. Sealing his fate to allow the princess to escape, and to fight at his fullest- to give the innocents a chance to survive and thrive after his passing. That was what he had fought and died for. Just more curiously, why he had the powers of the kings here was strange. He figured he'd of lost them but alas, he remained as powerful as previously.
"I think the best we can do now, is just make the best of," He waved his hand about. "This or that." He referenced the hotel casually. "Take advantage of whatever this timing is for us."