Ouroboros Spine and decides to be a villain

glacial gaze watches the younger male's procession to the water, giving a solemn nod of his head at the gratitude offered despite that it didn't seem overly necessary to panther. this wasn't his place. it was just a temporary stop to where he was going — where ever that was. just one of the many things lost to him, though in hindsight it wasn't half as important as the more personal things lost. like his entire identity. where he came from. parents. siblings. lovers. kids. all of it was wiped clean like a blank slate.

attention is surfaced from the deep and abyss-like sea of his thoughts as the male speaks again, offering a name. okeanos followed by polite words that panther doesn't think he could return even if he wanted to. of course, he doesn't know the state of his vocal chords for sure ...but y'know. too cautious didn't necessarily strike him as a bad thing in his current situation. irregardless, panther tucks the name away and offers a low, apologetic sound: rasping and raw. an olive branch to communicate that he can't return the sentiment vocally. without easy or reiko he had no one to even give okeanos the name easy'd bestowed upon him.