take it back

Onyx was relieved as his blue eyes turned away from her for a moment. So how are you doing, young Sir? Enjoying your day? For she had learned not to call him little thing, but he had not introduced himself like the kind little boy Charon had. She was also doing her best not to be nosy or anything, though there was little she could be nosy about with a pup's information. Although she could've asked him about his missing parents and brother, but she knew that would be very rude. She was an orphan too, she had been since she was four months, and she wouldn't want somebody asking her a bunch of questions about her dead parents. It was an extremely fragile subject for her, the slightest thing about it could throw her into a fit of tears.