It was quite ironic really that the thought of a large family would be a surprise to him. Whilst his immediate family might have been quite small in comparison to Serefina's, it was far from small in the bigger picture. From both sides of the family he had many aunts and uncles and even several cousins that he would perhaps meet one day. In secret as well he had half-siblings, though he of course knew nothing of their existence nor did any of his family.
The flame coloured woman would settle down now, lying upon her paws so that her head and the open wound were closer. "How'd it happen?" Shakespeare enquired. Your head just didn't suddenly split open like that, did it? He'd probably examine himself very carefully for injuries later if Serefina didn't set him right on that thought.
Shakespeare certainly wasn't the shortest name ever, and with his last name perhaps wasn't exactly the easiest thing to say. His siblings called him Speare for the most part, though he wouldn't share that knowledge with her, he personally preferred Shakespeare anyway. He noted that Serefina wasn't exactly a short name, though he wouldn't point this fact out either, both hidden comments proving that he really didn't say much.
As if Serefina needed any further confirmation on his quiet nature, he would only answer her question with a little shrug. He hadn't really done anything particularly fun after all, spent most of his time just hiding from his siblings. There was the matter as well that he'd never explored this land either, he had no idea what you could do around here. "I've never been here." That detail would be shared, expanding only slightly upon his lack of an answer for her.
