If there's anything Reynard knows it's snow. Even out of his Season he's often been found where it lingers. Now that it is Winter, there's no shortage of it around the Nexus. When the handful given to Johnny melts there will be plenty of ice, frost and snow to replace it.

"You could call it my holiday home. You can be who you like here… as long as you get along with others," he adds with a wry smile. "Adventure around every corner, peace and quiet around every other."

As Reynard talks the scenery around them begins to change from trees to buildings. The occasional drink stand or bench appears and where they were once alone they now find themselves in a crowd that gets thicker the further in they move. Reynard likes to keep to the edges, skirting around until he can find his way downtown. Around them is a sea of people of all shapes and sizes. Humans, aliens, animals, creatures only mentioned once in a cave in prehistoric paintings.