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The stranger's reaction isn't unexpected, but it startles him a bit anyway. He can only offer another smile when (if) the man's gaze returns to him, reassuring and a little sad this time. He's accepted what fate has dealt him, though it remains a mystery to him still.
To his question, he shrugs, then nods a little uncertainly. His situation is still in doubt, but — sort of? He gestures with his muzzle to the place the flame-touched girl had taken him, then glances back to the stranger, laughing softly at his next assertion. He has his own questions; they sparkle behind his eyes, formless and destined only to swirl aimlessly within him. With no other clear path forward, he flicks one ear and raises an eyebrow, head tilting slightly again as if to ask and you?