don't let your parents turn into pigs

A normal wolf would have probably chuckled at her response. The jaw dropping, eye wide look she gave him was comical at best, but Akito was what one would say lacking in emotion. His stoic expression, with that brow slightly lifted, didn't shift as she sighed and moved about. Staying still, in his sitting position, he only, once again, nodded in agreement that yes, he did know about the Hallows and apparently, her brother, Vendrick. He supposed he could see the resemblance now, scent the pack smell upon her fur with her being so close.

When she move to his right, he turns his chin to follow her path. Ah, so she wanted to walk. At least he could take a hint. Bringing himself to stand as well, Akito gives his coat a light shake before turning to follow the smaller girl through the grapevine cathedral. Unsure why they called it a cathedral, Akito tucked it away to ask Hattori about later. Instead, he focuses on the girl and the words she is saying. So she was Artorias' and Briar's daughter, Vendrick's sister, a princess of the Hallows. Which to say was more than he was considering he wasn't a son of Hattori's. Did that make him beneath her in terms of hierarchy?

He understood though about getting bored. Spending most of his own time wandering other places than just the bamboo, he knew what it was like to feel pent up and locked up at times. Though he loved the bamboo and the way it sounded as the stalks knocked together during the afternoon wind, he also enjoyed the other areas Auster had to offer. Akito nods again, a silent agreement that she should come to see the bamboo. It was a beautiful place though dangerous if one didn't know where they were going. It was a maze after all.

Suddenly, his paws brace against the dirt as she wheels on him. A sheepish smile in his direction as she prompts for his name. Oh, yes, how rude of him. "Akito. I have not decided what I want out of life," he answers promptly, an almost shrug in his shoulders as he peers down at the girl and her sheepish expression. "And you? Who wants to explore the world, does she have a name?" One might have thought there was a whisper of humor in his tone finally, but he only offers her a hint of a smile on those dark lips before he takes a few steps around her to continue their walk through the grapevines.