A small rumble would vibrate in his chest, eyes pointing down as he almost giggles to her reaction. But he would look back up to the woman as she stated her name, Mirajane. He thought it as an odd name, but a beautiful one at that. He wouldn't leave her without a name, it would be so unsavory of him.
"Legend."
A nod of his head, but as he examined her he noticed she was eyeing something else, something behind him. He would only pull his eyes in the direction, but did not turn his head to see what it was. She would soon come back, realizing her absence and apologizing. "A bad habit," was her excuse. But it wasn't so much a bad habit to Legend; he enjoyed daydreaming and relaxing even if it were when he was speaking to someone. It was really no big deal to him.
"Please."
He insisted with a grin. She asked why he was here. He didn't get the hint that she was wondering if this were packlands but his response should have put her at ease anyway.
"I'm just out on a stroll. I come here almost every day."
He wondered why the girl was here, it didn't seem like she had claimed a den here and she certainly didn't hold a pack scent on herself. So he would ask in return.
"And why are you? I haven't seen you here before."