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Alexander had not intended to cause a fright, and so he'd not reacted to the slight jolt that had run through the other's body. It was not unusual for beings to lurk around within the woods whence he'd come, the shadows often being either manipulated or traveled through on regular occasions. The fact that he'd surprised the other hadn't really effected him, and so he'd just stood there as if nothing had happened. It was something to be easily pushed passed, after all; that was how it was within the woods, or at least the way in which he'd operated.

Upon being poked, he'd retreated a few steps. None of the wolves within their little group had any ties to the woods aside from himself, but, even still, he didn't want to be touched. It wasn't an entirely new thing for the boy, but it'd certainly worsened. No matter, he'd still shrugged once there was enough of space between them, responding to the question. "Sure," had been added shortly after. "What's that language you speak?" It was something that he'd been curious of since having first heard the unfamiliar tones. Should the other have begun walking, Xan would have followed, careful to remain far enough away that he wouldn't bump into him.