[/html]Barthélémy frowned slightly at the male's words, slightly confused. East, but over the mountains? Did that mean there was something, somewhere else, another country over these mountains? Barthélémy did not even know there were mountains to the east, for he had always thought that was where Hudson Bay was, and James Bay to the southwest. In fact, to the west was just ice and water, with no mountains to be seen. But that had been his old home. Now that he had travelled south, well, he wasn't all that certain where he had ended up, just that he was here. Perhaps the east in this direction really did have mountains, or at least more than the amount by his birth pack.
Barthélémy did not push for any more answers. Although he was uncertain where this male was from, he supposed it did not really matter. To the east, there were mountains. Or, wherever the east was for him, depending on where the male was referring to. Like Barthélémy, he might be referring to a place from, well, another place, and even thinking about that was rather confusing. Instead of pursuing the matter further, Barthélémy simply waited, and sure enough, the other luperci spoke again. "France?" He felt as though the word was familiar, something (or more specifically, someplace) he should know, but for some reason, he was having difficulty recalling the information on the subject. He wondered if this might be a result of the memories he had lost. He knew for a fact that he was missing a large chunk of his memories, but he thought it had been restricted to the time he had been wandering. He had not thought he would forget something he had learned when he had been much younger, for the word reminded him very strongly of home. Slightly disturbed, Barthélémy enquired, "Où est ce? Oh, et... je suis Barthélémy Aston. Eh... quel est ton nom, aussi?" He threw in the last sentence as an afterthought, figuring it might sound strange if he offered his name, but did not ask for the other male's in return.
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