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#####The dog mutt felt guilty about not telling her what she had asked multiple times to know now, but he did not show this as he attempted to wrestle away those feelings. His past was not something he was comfortable talking about in the least; he was not proud, and he did not want her to think badly of him at all. Surely she would, once she knew his secret, whether it was because she was disgusted by his past or annoyed that he had kept it from her, or both options. He felt terrible for keeping it from her while she willingly told him stories from her past and he was able to indulge in knowing more about her, while he still remained a mystery to her. There would be no way for her to know anything about him, either, unless the words came from his own mouth, so it was not as if she could even ask anyone else. Until he was willing to comfortably divulge information, she would not know anything.
#####Ayita's seemingly random statement took him by surprise, but before he was able to respond, they were interrupted by a small voice speaking in the same tongue Ayita used that he did not understand. This was fine with him, admittedly, as he did not know how he was supposed to respond to such a statement. He did not know if she was referring to whatever was forming between them, or if she was merely speaking out of want. At some point in his life, he did want to be a father, although he did not know if it was something he should do, based on his history. If she were referring to children between the two of them, then he did not know what to think. She was very sweet and lovely, but he did not know whether or not they would be compatible once she knew everything that there was to know about him, if he eventually shared. He would not blame her if she decided against being his friend, let alone anything potentially more than that.
#####Mother and daughter exchanged words that he could not understand, only recognizing his name from all of the words spoken by the pair. Amaranth's English seemed broken, though he supposed that Ayita likely spoke her own language with them more often than not. Still, it would be beneficial for the pups to know English fluently, as well, and he hoped this was on the agenda. "Hello, Amaranth," he said with a warm smile. "You may call me Vigi if it is easier for you," he suggested, also knowing that the name sounded less intimidating. Surely she would not understand the meaning of his actual name, but it had a sharp, intimidating sound to it, in his opinion. It was long and it was not soft-sounding. "How are you?" he asked the young red and white girl, not bothered that she did not remember him. That was not surprising, and he had not expected her to, as he had last seen her when she had just been born. Obviously, she had not even been able to see him then, so she certainly would not remember him.