As Kismet had suspected his mind was still clouded with thoughts so much so that the presence of another wouldn't immediately grip his attention. There was little else he could do really, he knew that but they were his family and still he couldn't help but worry about them. Those worries wouldn't vanish though new ones would appear when he finally registered the presence of another, her voice meeting his ears and bringing him back to the present moment.
He certainly was an Adravendi and proud of that fact as well though not everyone was quite so pleased to meet a wolf from his family and he only knew the half of it. Nerves wouldn't rise as high as they perhaps should have done though as mismatched eyes settled upon the woman he could see similarities and suspected she only asked because she too was an Adravendi.
"I am. Kismet" He declared, introducing himself to the other. His own name perhaps wasn't quite enough information in this situation however, if they were family it would be nice to know how they were related. "I'm one of Azalea's sons." He offered his mother's name as well, unaware of the possible tension such a fact could bring.
