Tristan turned his head slightly, looking down at Astoria.
"No, well, I was just curious as to what was out there. Just curious," he nodded his head, shrugging slightly. "And I ran out of things to do inside. You know, living life on the edge," Tristan said, forcing amusement into his voice.
He turned at length, his back to the fog. "And what brings you out here?"