Your Fate Is No Longer Yours {P}

He said nothing as he watched her pick herself up and come to rest at his side, mulling over what she said. So she truly didn't know anything about who she was before the crack? He eyed her, his head staying rested on his paws. "That's not your real name." He said bluntly. He didn't even know her real name, because he had never cared. Not like he was caring any more at this point, he was just testing to see how far she had gone, how much of another half this was of Goldilocks. All he knew about her was what he saw, and that she had a boyfriend named Dri-y... something. He hadn't paid too much attention, her heat scent was all he could focus on at that moment. His silver gaze didn't leave her, the brute just laying there and not reacting to her closeness. She didn't even know his name.

"Do you feel lost?" He asked again, his voice once more breaking the silence. Was she content with this life that he had claimed her in? Did she even feel at a loss for what she left behind? Huffing, he rolled his eyes. She wasn't going anywhere fast, that was for sure.