So perhaps it would have been wise to give a little bit of warning before he stopped, but fortunately as well as having highly developed skills in irritation it seemed that Neith's reflexes weren't all that bad and she did manage to stop a collision between the pair. Too annoyed by her smug little reaction however he wouldn't acknowledge this fact at all, not that he would have praised her in the first place for stopping as quickly as he.
The name he recognised. He hadn't really spoken to her but then of course he never really spoken to anyone in the pack all that much. She was on the quiet side as well he thought, or at least it seemed that she preferred hanging around at the back of meetings just as much as he did anyway. It wasn't often that compassion was dished out to anyone beyond his family though in that moment he felt sorry for Kalliope, how did the poor girl cope with having a sister like Neith? He and Féli were of course rather different, though his twin was not annoying like this woman was.
She could read him rather well apparently, managing to correctly guess his next move. There was no sign of recognition in his features and no verbal confirmation that he knew her either. He simply took the information in and then turned away from Neith to continue with his walk.
