One thing that Calypsei had yet to catch on to was social skills. She had never needed them because she had done a lack of talking with others in the past. She hadn't needed to talk because she was not worthy to talk. It was all very confusing for her and as she grew older, she was starting to discover that her captors had kept her from a lot. He would call back to her, telling her that she did not have to leave and a small smile caught her face. It had been a good intrusion? She was not entirely sure how that could be because all intrusions, in her mind, were bad intrusions. She would turn her head around, looking at his face for some kind of ulterior motive or even the face of a liar but she did not find it so she shrugged it off.
"Are you sure you don't mind, Tinaro?" She tried out his first name and found it was fitting. She could get use to a name like that. Her strange mind decided whether or not to call a wolf by a first name or surname for her while she interacted with wolves. Calypsei overall was just a strange femme. "So... um... how are you?" The words were awkwardly placed as she sat down a small distance away from him. She was not good at conversation unless she knew she had some kind of upper ground.
