Of course he did. She'd learn that about him soon enough. That was literally the type of guy he was. Sure honor bound and dutiful. But, having a few drinks with his comrades, and sharing laughs. He was all about that. With the liquor added to his mug he tapped his mug against hers. "Here's to peace.." Nyx raised a brow. "And new friendship." Then he drank from his mug.
There was always something that had to be done, that no one was willing to do. Everyone's mind went to the dishes, or the laundry. Nyx went to sacrifice to save those who could not be saved. Nyx went to doing right by his honor and his king. Nyx went to being the hero, despite him not seeing himself as one. "There is that. Not everyone is cut from the same clothe. Some are scared of death, but I just tell it 'Not today' and continue." Though to be fair, he didn't quite make it did he.
Then her abrupt statement caught Nyx off guard. Both brows raising up. "Here as his Panchos or this weird town?"