Tris raised an eyebrow. "You know this forest well?" He said his voice full of doubt. "Unless you have a mental mind map then I'm assuming no."

"The tracking was quite helpful in the past as well." Nicot enodded.

Astra frowned, "You see my problem now. He didn't even plan it well enough, he lost the vial with it." Astra said with an eyeroll.

"That is.....jsut.....absolutely horrible." Nicote glared at Tris.

"Of course not," she said, slightly exasperated. "I was referring to the forests in my universe."

Tris stuck his nose up in the air. "If everyone in your universe is like you, then I would never want to visit those forest.

Tris glared back at Nicote thoroughly prepared to hate him too. "Well you aren't doing her any favors either."

Astra frowned as she moved closer to Nic. "Excuse you, I have opinions too."

Nicote didn't know quite the word in English to describe his negativity towards Triss so he said something in Altonauxian instead. Which made Lishian choke on his own spit. "Dude, when did you learn to cuss?"

"Not funny, Lishian. I have been cussing for years."



(btw the word he wanted was quite...colorful and involved "nicompoop")

Astra nodded. "That's true, the cussing has never stopped."

Tris glared at Nic. "Seriously, using another language, that's just low. Nextime you should just say it to their face in a language they understand. "

"Of course you wouldn't. Everyone has magic, just like me, and you apparently have something against that," she responded, purposely 'misunderstanding' him. "Just like a little fat pig," she muttered in Eskuri, her native language. "For your information, I called you a pig," she informed him.

Tris frowned. "Oh I see how it is, you do realize I come from a world where everyone has magic right." Tris's eyes narrowed. He could say things in his language, Avistrian, but that was the language of magic and he hated that he had to learn it in the first place.