She had a good point, asking how he remembered things like this when his entire past was still a deep crevice in his mind. A void, with nothing to fill it. "I don’t understand it myself. The mind is.. a strange thing. I woke up and remembered how to speak, I knew my own name, after a moment. I knew my sister was my sister but it wasn't until after she spoke her name that it was as clear to me as if I had never forgotten . I did not know until speaking to you that we call one paw clever and another strong. And yet, I do not know the name of my culture, the place of my birth, the face of my mother." His gentle voice was soft and sad. His paw whispering it in easy movements. Contemplation, loss he missed his home, whatever that might be.
She would apologising for assuming who he was, but there was no need for it. It was not her fault, and he could only hope she would one day find a wolf of her home. When she said that no one should be able to take his identity from him... "Apparently they can" he said, and his wry smile was lost to her. He shook his head, freeing some of the melancholy that wished to reside in his heart. "You've a lovely name, Miss Agnimitra." Rolling her name softly through his accented tones. "Aggie." He would add, to show that he respected her choice of nickname. "And Meeko, it is my pleasure"
He dipped his head to the critters height, before lifting it once more and straightening.
"Well, this entire meeting has been unexpected. Would you like to find somewhere to wash off and get a bite to eat? I would love to get the chance to know my first friend better." There was a teasing sparkle in his eye, despite the reminder of his lost past. She would be the first face he would commit to his new memory.
