There's more to find

His answers were short and curt, as if the information offered was calculated. Though his attitude had changed from critical and confrontational to generous and curious, something about him just didn't seem right. Why did he interrupt himself and choose not to offer his full name? And if the surname Armada was a name to be known in these parts, Esa didn't know it - essentially it meant nothing to her. She shrugged. "Just "N"?" she asked, unconvinced. Why did he seem so fake? It showed on her face that she was still reserved about him. She sympathized that perhaps his family had been separated for a while and he was struggling with that, but she didn't know what to make of him. Could he be a friend? She wasn't sure, and she was more concerned about finding someone else... but she wasn't about to tell him about Miksa.

"Sorry about your family... "N"," she said in a quiet tone, her eyes meeting his, "I hope you'll find them soon. The wolf I'm looking for, his name is... Ajax." Though she had somewhat given up her search for her childhood friend, she didn't feel like letting this "N" character into her personal life; she would rather be untruthful than give him the information he sought. Clearly he was holding back as well, but she couldn't determine his motivation. "Well, there's no sense just standing around," she said quickly, "Where are you going, anyways? Have you already searched the north for your family?"