As the female replied to his words he began to question himself. He wasn’t the kind of person to hide anything, secrets weren’t his thing. Did he have anything that he hid? Because if he did he certainly didn’t know about it, maybe he was so good at keeping secrets that he could keep something secret from himself! That must be it. She seemed to question his statement that she was being rude and to that Leonce thought yet again that he still didn’t know her name. Was this girl taught no manners? Her comment on humility made him recoil a bit, “invented for the comfort of others”. Being nice gave himself comfort as well as other people. Humility was for the good of everyone, not just a couple of people.
The way she seemed to speak gave him chills of discomfort. If he could listen past the accent he could sense some kind of intent that he just didn’t understand. What did this person want? Leonce shifted his paws out of nervousness. He didn’t really want to be here anymore but he still had to figure out this person’s name and he didn’t want to feel bad later for just leaving out of nowhere. He had to figure out this person’s name, once he did that he could leave without any worries. “I still don’t know your name, please just tell me already.” The words came out of his mouth rather quickly further betraying his current emotions. His eyes flitting about looking for his escape routes and spending as little time looking at the woman, Leonce wasn’t at his best or most composed. If his parents were here he’d be in for it.
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Leonce has a ferret companion that is in all his threads unless otherwise stated
