[Nyx's grip tightens on his dagger, not in any sort of challenge but readying himself to move should the boy pull the trigger. He grits his teeth for a moment, scowls hard, has to remind himself that this is a scared kid, with no idea where he is, not Luche, not a traitor.]

My name is Nyx Ulric. I am a member of the Kingsglaive... though we're not in Lucis anymore so I don't know if you know what that is.

[He breathes out slowly, realizes he can't gesture with either hand without seeming threatening so he just jerks his head towards the fireplace.]

It's cold as fuck, mind if a get the fire going so I can let go of this spell? Then I'll tell you what I've figured out so far, which isn't a lot.