With the sudden voice resounding behind him, Nero rounded sharply as he pushed off the wall by instinct. Now standing before the newcomer warily, Nero eyed him over cautiously before easing out of his ready posture, "... I'm not sure myself. They've been over there discussing something about 'Keyblades' and how they came across their own. Seems like just a random group of kids to me." He knew what he was saying wasn't entirely true... There was nothing random or normal about the trinkets they all three held within their grasps. Still, this new experience made Nero unsure of how to react or respond to these sorts of questions, 'Better to cover for them in case he means trouble.' Yet something just dawned on Nero.

	"You say you've seen one? Where?" The sudden spark of curiosity had Nero asking his questions with a subtle excitment, "Were there Heartless about?" As if suddenly realizing his change in attitude, Nero cleared his throat as he scratched the back of his neck, "... Sorry. Guess I should first start off by asking you your name?"