Quin adjusted his multiple layers of clothing, and himself in it, so he was comfortable. He took a half step away from Charlie and looked the boy over. "I haven't met many other foxes that I wasn't related to." he admitted, "I guess Dr. Huang in the infirmary has a bit of an odd scent, but he isn't exactly normal, and he's still related to me." he shrugged a bit as he gathered the used towels to put them in the bin.<br/>"What's your last name?" he asked curiously, a thought coming to him. He settled his hazel gaze on Charlie's face, brows furrowed slightly.