Stone Circle We could've been in Venice.

Stark wouldn't mind talking to Valette about the whole notion of what had happened but it hardly seemed an appropriate conversation to have when in the presence of a child. Let them keep their innocence still, let them grow up and then learn the harder situations in life. They probably had no idea the turmoil they'd come from even, and for that, Stark was glad. "Nice names," Stark hummed as Valette offered her other two's names - and if he spotted a little one running around there was a good chance it would be one of Val's. He didn't know if any other puppies were lurking around the packlands but he'd have to explore some more. 

Stark couldn't help but let out a little laugh when Valette said that her kids already didn't want to hang out with her all the time. "Terrifying for a bit, isn't it?" Stark asked, thinking of when Tambourine stopped being his own little shadow and became a unit all his own, harassing and following after others - oh man and then the whole stump humping thing that had happened. Yeeeah he'd probably need to recommend Valette to find a very clear outlet for herself when those sorts of changes started. "I'm sure you don't give your mama too hard of a time, hm, Steph?" He joked, a smile on his face as he watched the girl eat. 


It was....well, honestly a relief. Not that he'd anticipated her to be standoffish but some children were nervous around strangers and new people and yet she was as welcoming as could be given her major objective was really just to eat. Stark couldn't help the little soft smile on his face - alright. He'd never admit it out loud but he had such a soft spot for kids and he missed being around them. Didn't miss flakey mothers bailing on said children, but, he missed the children themselves.