Moonspear that's the way it ought to be

His grin wasn't going anywhere while he was awarded with his intended effect and the fellow didn't seem to have expected him one bit. The boy gave a little hop back, then around, since playing with his mother and sisters told him to always stay light on his feet, and eyeballed the new stranger from there, spooks accomplished. As for being a night owl, he had nothing to deny there, and gleamed on. "Yeah. I like it. You too?" With his family littered with them, this was surely no surprise to find the youngest son out lurking the nighttime hours. 

Towards his performance, Jarilo puffed his chest just a bit. "Thanks." he took it as a compliment enough, even if he did not know if this guy had a good judge of it--but he probably did if his parents and Hydra were letting him stick around the slopes. "I'm going to practice it more," seemed worth including. And therefore, get better, sneakier, faster, and stronger...or so he hoped. Next, to ping-pong the subject right along, he had to ask what was bugging him to be asked most of all: "Who are you?"