All About the Acoustics

She really was very young, wasn't she? Mikhail could only hope she wouldn't catch the wistful expression that occasionally wove its way into his smile now, though he more often fought it off. By the time she responded, his eyes curved pleasantly with his grin, and he nearly danced with her until her paws were planted firmly on the earth again, and then she was seated before him.

"Then that much we certainly have in common, Frau Faria," he would chuckle as he regarded her gentle, pleasant features. She was very much still innocent... Ach, how could I have believed she was older!? But her lovely voice had been so very deceptive in the dark. "So the companions you mentioned, they are... they are not your pack? The one you came from, I mean. Do they travel with you still?" He asked for curiosity's sake more than anything, and perhaps a pinch of concern.