He watched the way her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of him, took in his face, his own eyes bright and wide in comparison. Where hers glittered in annoyance, his simply glowed with intrigue and curiosity. He'd only just come into this life, he didn't want to spend it hiding in the shadows, he wanted to help. To make a difference.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BFFF">"No,"</span>Mikki answered shortly as she made to step around him, her finger lifting to point towards the man she'd just left, the precise one he'd been heading towards when he'd caught sight of her. He didn't take her advice, though. Instead he simply turned with her as she moved, following along beside her if she was insistent on continuing on her path.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"I was going to, but you looked more interesting,"</span><br/><br/>Idly his thumbs found their way into his pockets, hooking just inside the ratty, jean material as he spoke and followed. He was nothing if not persistent. She didn't seem too inclined to pay him any mind, but that didn't mean he wouldn't ask her his questions anyway. There was no way he was going to just back off.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"Look, miss, I didn't come this far to be directed around a chain of command for my answers, nor did I come <span style="font-style: italic">here</span> to mull around and wait for things to happen. You look ready to <span style="font-style: italic">do</span> something. Which is a lot more than I gathered from anyone I happened to pass on my way into the city. So, like it or not, you're stuck with me until further notice... I'm not good at patience."</span><br/><br/>There was a bitterness in his gaze as he talked, whether or not she actually was listening or cared. The wolves had torn apart his new home just as he was settling into it and the life he was now tied to, he wasn't about to meekly wait for someone else to do something. He was here, happened to be talking to this woman, all he needed was information and a way to help.