Anthony's smile remained on his face as he side-glanced at Sonia, and then looked back at the sea. "I'm sure you are," he chuckled, pulling his hands out of his pockets to place them on his hips instead. Though the comment may have seemed weird or perhaps even hurtful, the smile on his face suggested that it was mesnt to be neither of those things. "as luck would find it, I'm 'rather odd' too. What an odd few we are."

As Sonia pointed it out, Anthony tilted his head up a bit to look at the moon in all its glory. "It is, isn't it? I like taking walks during the night. Especially when there's a moon like this outside," he rambled on, sighing a bit at the end of his sentence wistfully. "a beautiful moon, that is. Outside." He added with a bit of an aloof laugh. It's been a bit since he's actually had a normal conversation with someone he isn't planning on robbing or stabbing, or who plans to rob and stab him. Perhaps that was what his awkwardness stemmed from.