Zerdyne felt slightly at a social disadvantage as there was silence between them until she must have been looking for something. He cocked his brow then understood when she asked about a horse. "He's a simple mountain pony, but strong." As if on queue, the sound of the slamming of hooves could be hear as the pony was scraping away the snow to find something to graze upon. It was slightly hidden by the brush but one could make out the creature's features if they looked hard enough.
Zerodyne looked at the fire and though about the area he was in, he really couldn't remember the names of any place at all! So it was more than just himself that he couldn't remember, he couldn't even remember the places, cities, mountains, anything! Where was he even now? He shook his head as he remembered that he had someone with him. Rubbing his dark rimmed eyes he just stretched and looked at Niah. "So...What do you do in the city?" He took note that she had been playing with a knife, giving a hint of some kind of training or fighting ability was held within her.