with the knowledge i've accrued

Twist calmed herself, bowing her head slightly to him. Twist is sorry, lo siento. She meant not to unrespect thy religion. She was anger and frustrated, not thinking of what says. She told him, bowing lower. Her golden eyes, however, sought his face. Still looking humble, she quietly asked, Why lies to Twist? Real Name? She lifted her head slightly, however, still looking in respect of him. Perked black ears waited for an answer.