Hushed Willows Captain Amerus

To her question he couldn't give a proper answer, not without making assumptions of things he didn't really know. As comfortable with Octavia it didn't matter in the long run - he wouldn't talk about things that weren't really his business. No matter how comfortable he was with her, it wasn't his information to tell. "Scraggly. He's a dark male, looks malnourished - like you wouldn't expect him to make it through the famine." He felt confident that should he come to the pack that they would easily overpower him. 

"It's polite, I imagine." Stark said with a small laugh. "If I had a kid I'd rather know about it, even if I wasn't with the mother." Stark explained. "I mean - if you had kids, you'd know. If your boytoy wasn't right there he'd never know though. As a male, I'd hate not knowing about my children." He could only voice how he felt himself. "So. Catch me up. What happened with everyone after I left?" He'd really only discussed things with Banner and briefly with their father. After York passing it was hard to be there, and he needed to break way. He felt like it had worked in his favor though, being here.