Quincy looked between the two. He was...taller. And leaner too. His fur was trimmed short but his tail was even fluffier, swaying a bit in the ambient breeze. His scars on his face and neck were plainly evident as always, his expression slightly interested to see exactly what was happening, yet he was still cautious. Nyxon on the other hand looked pretty much the same, only the horns on his head had grown longer and darker. "Well I've been raising a small pack of children for the past few months with Vorim. And Nyxon's been, uh, well Im not sure, ive been inside mostly." "I'm not even sure where Ive been." Nyxon said. "Now, onto the matter at hand!" Q exclaimed a bit, pacing around in his green leather tunic and brown cotton pants, his bare feet not making a sound as he paced back and forth in strides. "It appears there's three of you. Only, well, you're a girl, he's a dude and he's a dude." he said, pointing each to their own. "Oh, and he's an innocent child." Q added in regard to the little one. "So is this the result of a time paradox or writers block?" inquired Quincy, breaking the fourth wall a little.