The pale woman would repeat his name before giving him her own. There would be another break for silence that followed, a rather awkward space of time between each brief conversation and the boy was certainly tempted to leave. The fact that it was rather rude to just suddenly do so however was what kept him stood in place wondering when he might find a polite cue to leave. Not just yet, the silence would break again as she paused in her meal, questioning about his pack.
He hid the confusion from his expression though mind traced back over the short conversation, confident that he had said nothing at all about his home. His scent of course told of his pack though he had not given any inclination as to whether or not his life was happy there. A rather odd assumption to make from scent alone. Though before he had the chance to reply and entirely different issue entered his mind as she began to step closer.
Aslan couldn't be sure if the height difference made the intrusion into his personal space any better or not though he didn't intend on standing still for her anyway, stepping back before she neared too close to him and continuing to shift to keep some distance between them. "What are you doing?" He questioned, eyeing her carefully.
