Ankyra Sound Let the masquerade begin

Patiently he waited as she explained her home. Very little of it was interest to him, but he nodded regardless... to keep with appearances. "Fighters" was the only word he truly retained. Well that was something he can get a handle on at the very least. Family orientated however... maybe they'll be intimidated enough to leave him be by deicion of their own. Vengeance was very aware of the fact that he didn't scream come talk to me by appearance alone. 

Rusalka. He reppeated the name to memory, again, masquerading that he was listening all the way through rather than half way near the end. I see. Your turn. What is it you need to know of my character before deciding I'm not a fit. Turning the question back onto her, he once again waited for whatever she may come up with. He assumed the question already. A name. A reason for a pack. What kind of history he has...