Nyx didn't expect the coat to do much good besides some light relief. At least it was something, and clearly the harpy felt the same way. It also provided Nyx the opportunity to get a better look beyond the feathers. The boy didn't look like a daemon. Didn't act much like one either.

"Nothing."

He shifts his weight to sit down, giving the harpy some space.

"It seems we're both here against our will and neither of us are overly content about it. So, shared experiences and the like."

Nyx was positioned to have the best view of the room. He didn't know where he was and that was uncomfortable. He also had no way of getting off this airship which made things even worse.