The mention of the familiar fox had the child perk up a little as his eyes were still wide and looking at Jas. He put a finger over his mouth to signal silence or at least quiet. He stayed where he was but he had at least calmed down and was shivering less. He had to pause a long time at the question of his name and he looked worried around but upon noticing the silence of the room he reached a hand out and proceeded to draw on the carpet. The carpet had enough ‘tooth’ to be able to shift under his finger as he proceeded to etch the word, D-A-V-I-D into the floor before pulling his hand back the writing not quite even and in all caps the way a child might write it. He glanced up nervously again to Jasaiah who was trying to befriend him.<br/><br/>There was a sense that the personality wanted some contact and want to be closer but the fear that was instilled was him was real and he seemed to know that bad things happened when one reached out. Yet the fact that he remembered a name well.... Drake had never said that was his real name it was even a big question of where he got it from. The wide eyed child watched not breathing as he was tense looking ready to flee any moment, not that he could be shoved further under the bed but the boy was fast, maybe that’s how he survived so long. It was becoming more and more unclear of what the triggers were as the personalities seemed to be ramping themselves up.