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"You think so?" she perked up, pushing up with her forearms at the returned compliment. "Thank you!" Her own tail thumped in response, she was having fun. The excitement from the initial meeting was a sour one but it had obviously quickly turned to a more pleasant encounter. "I don't think you'd care, but a little interesting fact here is that Reiko, where I come from, means gratitude. Child of thankfulness or lovely child. Just a little fun fact for you. I don't know what Ezekiel means though... "

Listening to the male speak, she quieted down about her random quip of useless information. She watched him with intent, not a wayward glance that one would give to someone they did not trust to keep their eyes off of them for a second, but more so like of a tutor as they spoke and she was sitting there sponging up all that info he was sharing. The questioned turned on her finally - "Me? Oh um." She stumbled with her words awkwardly, "not any more. Currently homeless! Long story really." It wasn't that she was unwilling to share her tale, but more so didn't think anyone would really want to hear her babble on and on about something no more relevant to anything than what a mouse had for supper. 

"Locusts? They sound pretty terrible. Are they like bear?" Tilting her head to one side, the young woman who was now obviously showing her age was curious about the new term. Locusts... the things were foreign to snowy lands so she had not seen any insects than the butterflies she had come across on her travels. Such odd things. 

He tossed her the leftovers and although her mouth watered and belly demanded her to swallow it whole. "The famine - don't you have someone at home who you'd prefer to share with than a loner who had done nothing for you other than scare the fur off of you moments earlier?" Again she smiled, joking lightly at the end.