<span style="color: #FFFFFF">The young boy's head turned slightly as he heard a noise from a little ways off, but as the young woman began to speak he returned his attention to his odd find, his face somewhere between bewilderment and wonderment as she peppered him with questions. He twisted his stick in his hands as she spoke, and bit his lip softly, revealing a few sharp teeth. "I..." he started slowly, turning all of her words over in his head as he attempted to make a reply that wouldn't somehow scare this interesting new development off.<br/> <br/>"I don't really know, any of those things." he finished, worriedly glancing at the ground. His attention quickly went back to his new acquaintance, and he began to hurriedly spill out words. "B-but I can figure some out! I think I know my name- I'm Sachet- and I know that you were sleeping on the ground out here, and-and, uh..." the gush of words that Sachet had spilled out began to taper, as he ran out of explanations to give. "...Sorry I poked you with my stick." He finished lamely, teeth gritted. "Nobody is usually here, so I wasn't looking for a person."</span>