Oblivious to how grating he is with his frantic questions, Nux only bestows an astonished look at Glacius when he answers. Is it possible for a person to look more awed than the War Boy does in this instant? A white planet. Completely blanketed in ice and snow. Not a thought given to how the extreme end of the spectrum would be, Nux is only enthralled with the vision he gets. It must be so beautiful. So nice on this-- "planet". Is that what it's called? Someplace like what he's walked on, but elsewhere. Up past the stars.

Magnificent. His mind is mush.

"That's one of the most shine things I've ever heard," Nux breathes, his voice lowered. Got chills thinking about it. Thinking about things he's never really thought about before.