The door opened, and the man was, well, he was just so soft and kind looking. It was insane to think of a person in such a manner. The way Nyx looked up to King Regis, for the kind and fair man he was - this individual just radiated something different all together, and Nyx really couldn't place his finger on it.
Stepping into the house, Nyx took it in at a moments glance. Just the simple habits he had. Escape here, possible dangers there, but it was all just - casually homely. Nyx felt comfortable. "You say it's an easy fix," Nyx commented while following the other man. "But I question it." He sighed. "I've known healers to do healing in such ways, but it still took effort, so I find myself intrigued by you and yours." Of course, the healer he was mentioning his Lunafreya and her good Oracle abilities.
When Aziraphale brought him his tea, Nyx respectfully accepted the drink with his good hand, sipping lightly. "Thank, sir." He politely and graciously accepted the warmth. Especially as the air chilled more. "The injury.." Nyx paused mid sip thinking about when him and Kitty ventured through the door. "Uhm. I suppose maybe three weeks?" Nyx shrugged. "I don't think I'd of come if Lunafreya would let it go." Nyx looked away a bit sheepish. It wasn't like he wasn't grateful, it just, there had to be more deserving than him.