Anya could see the anger and frustration that started to from in his eyes, because of the way things were handled, and in turn Anya tried to tone it down and stop going on about the subject. She didn't want to say something that would end up with her getting hurt, even though he seemed like he had more than enough control of himself, he was still a stranger to her, and she didn't want to know what would make him snap. "I- I'm gonna stop there." She murmured quietly. She let her slight fear of him fade again when he laughed at her, because that was better than anything else. She gave a shy smile before a small laugh escaped through her lips, "I think... You're right. That's exactly what he'd do... I know! Just don't tell him what you are. He's even dumber than he looks, he wouldn't be able to put two and two together." She chuckled lightly before shaking her head. She drew in a deep breath before closing her eyes slightly. The air was crisp and calming, of what she was thankful for. "To be fair, do doesn't even listen to myself. Or my own father- or even my brother, who's next in line. So no, maybe don't go knocking on his door." She advised with a light but friendly smile and a short chuckle.

Anyas smile only grew when he noted that he was happy to answer her questions, but she still felt a little guilty for throwing them at him the way she had. "Thank you for answering them all anyway, I know more than enough people who would have gotten bored of me already." She rubbed the back of her head slightly, almost like she didn't want to keep on going. She still had so much she wanted to know, but she didn't want to get too annoying. "I have a tendency to never stop, so please if it gets too much for you, tell me to hold my tongue." She turned her view back to him, silently listening into his explanation. "It was hard for you the first time then?" her question started to turn into a statement, but her curiosity was still overtaking. "I'll assume it was." The statement seemed firm and sure, "Did you have someone to calm you then? Since you said it was easier, I'd like to think that you would know." Anya chuckled softly. Her smile turned into a grin at his reaction to her teasing, "Goofy? Strange? I'm not sure that's how I'd put it, but yes. You suit it though. I was quite 'goofy' looking when I was young as well." It was true, she was. And she knew it, she had been told multiple times when she was young. Apparently she was rather doll-like as a child. "I think you're more exotic than strange." She looked him up and down, as though she was trying to confirm her own statement before nodding, "Exotic, not strange," She murmured under her breath. She had to look away before chuckling at his joke, "You should probably have a custom door in every building for yourself." She tilted her head slightly when he started to go on about the marks, of what she was still curious about, "Are they in the same place for all of you? The marks?" Anyas eyes wandered back to the mark and settled there for a while before she started to feel awkward and looked back at the ground. "Its not the best thing to happen to a person, but it's just how things work. I know it's horrific, but once you accept it....It's still horrible." Anya said with a short and humorless laugh.

Anya looked a little startled as she felt the warmth radiating off him and onto her chilled arm, "Amazing...do you ever get cold though?" Anya let her eyes trail up to meet his for a short but sturdy moment, "Does it come from that wolfy side of you?" Her questions were never ending. But she had someone in front of her whom was a master of the species and she wasn't going to let up an opportunity to educate herself on something she was never going to be told anyway. When he said she could keep the shirt, she felt a rush of relief. She could chuck it as soon as she had stopped bleeding, and the maids wouldn't have any questions. "Thank you," She gave him a friendly smile, her deep brown eyes reflecting it. "Frigus..." Anya seemed to be playing with his name to make sure she said it right before pausing, "I like that. It suits you." She grinned, "Nice to meet you too, Frigus." She gave him a nod as she relaxed slightly. Where have I heard that before? She was sure that she had heard of that name before, but names weren't confined to one person, even though it wasn't exactly common. "Ancient werewolf language? Do you know it?" She questioned out of the blue.

The young lady smiled as she saw him trying to read her before shaking her head slightly as she spoke. He was being so hopeful, of what she could barely hope to be. "You seem very sure." Anya tilted her head as her deep brown gaze only became bottomless pits, "But finding peace within is probably the hardest of the tasks. So my question is, why are you so sure on it? Or is it just... Hope? Pure and concentrated hope?" Her deep gaze was so quizzical but her features were relaxed, almost like it was trying to hide her real emotion. She laughed a little before she nodded, looking into the distance, "Gremlins...? Sure." She chuckled as she leaned back slightly, gripping onto the side of the wagon as she felt her arm start to shake slightly. Anya frowned a little at her injury before nodding silently. "After everything that's happened over the years, childhood memories don't seem quite so important, do they... Its a shame that you cant remember her. You could have sought her out. It would make your time here more bearable." She stated before frowning slightly, "Are you okay?" She questioned as she watched him clamp his hands together. "You must miss your caretaker. It sounds like she was wonderful." She sounded like she was in the midst of a dream. "I know that it happens to everyone, but I do wish it didn't have to." It looked like he was struggling to keep himself together, and she could understand why. She let her eyes wonder away from him, trying not to make eye contact. She didn't know him very well, but she felt as though if she tried to stay on the subject any longer, he would break down in tears, so did all she could to change it. "Did you move after? or was it recent?"

"I don't know? Did you see the guards earlier? They had not a clue. most of the guards are just as dumb. The only people who would be of concern to you would be the maids, my mother and the queen. They pay way to much attention to the little things." She noted with a small snicker. It got to the point that they were just teasing each other, but it was a thankful break from the more serious topics. She chuckled before gesturing to him as well, "I don't think that this dirty thing would get through the gates, but if so, it would play out exactly like that." She chuckled softly before smiling, "I'm sure you could do it!" She grinned, "He's not that scary, and between you and me, even I tower over him, so you'd have no reason to be intimidated, other than the couple dozen guards at every exit." She laughed before going quiet again. She still felt bad for having him answer his questions, but he really seemed overly happy for her to even be talking to her, so in turn she was just as happy. "I'm glad I'm not boring you. I still have plenty of things to question you on." She noted with a grin. She tilted her head when he turned his gaze to her, but she quickly had to look away, "Are you sure? I know you said its fine, but I know that I can pry too much." She rushed out before going quiet again.

"I did assume that it would have been hard for you, but the day after something so traumatic for the both of you? I'm sure it made things even harder... I'm very sorry for that." She almost whispered. She looked thoughtful, like she was trying to find another question. "Does it hurt at all? The full moon? Does it just make you irritable or...?" Anya trailed off after a moment, awaiting her reply. She chuckled slightly as he looked at her in disbelief, "It's true! I looked like a doll. It didn't help that I was dressed like one though. My patents have family portraits of us, and the painters? They just make me look even more like one. Toy-like." She huffed in complaint before laughing at his joke, "I can imagine. I'm just tying to think about how tall you'd look next to a 10 year old Anya." She said thoughtfully, a finger placed gently against her chin. "I'm glad that you like it then. If someone asks, not that they will, I'll point them towards an oddly tall and exotic looking man. They'll be able to pick you out from a crowd, that's for sure." She joked with a simple smile. "Are all the marks big or can they be small?" She tilted her head slightly.

Anya shook her head a little at his statement, biting the inside of her lip. It was clearly something that got on her nerves, and it was also something she couldn't change. "It doesn't feel the best. But it's not just for me. A lot more women than you think have arranged marriages. Mine will just be bigger." She shrugged before looking back at the cold pebble stone path. "I assume that it must have to be quite cold for the weather to effect you? You're quite warm. I can almost feel it from here." She stated with a small snicker. She looked a little embarrassed when he teased her about trying out his name, her cheeks having flushed a light pink, "I- You're welcome?" She said with a restrained chuckle. She gave him a gentle smile when he confirmed it was nice to have met her. She looked a little confused when he started speaking a foreign language to her, but his gentle smile told her it was only good, "That's quite interesting. I wouldn't look at you and think that you were bilingual." She stated before tilting her head. "What did that mean though? Unfortunately, as much as I wanted to understand that, I don't speak Ancient werewolf." She stated with a timid sounding chuckle. "So, if you don't mind, it would be quite nice to know what you just said," Her tone was slightly more hushed as she rubbed the back of her head with a shy smile.

Anya nodded with a small smile of understanding, "I can imagine. It must be hard alone, surrounded by humans. That one closer could make a world of difference, I suppose." She murmured as she heard his voice crackle a little, to what she quickly scrabbled to cheer him. "Like I said she's probably still out there. You'll see her again eventually." She said swiftly before going quiet, fiddling with her thumbs with a look of unease across her face.

As he started on how his caretakers passing effected him, she felt herself coming more and more uncomfortable. He was still practically a stranger to her, but she let him go on anyway. It seemed like he needed it. She herself had lost the minimum of people and it effected her in the greatest ways. If that was amplified for werewolves, and with the amount of people Frigus seemed to have lost, she coulden't begin to comprehend what he must have gone through- or still be going through because of it. "I suppose... If it helps you cope, then there's nothing wrong with it. And it would be cruel to think of you as crazy for it." Anya said with slightly furrowed brows. She watched as he bowed his head before leaning back against the cold concrete wall.

"I'm not going to disagree with you about that!" She said with a small snicker before shaking her head in tease. Her eyes lit up when she heard his bellow of joy. "Well... Yes. His guards can be a little scary at times. I don't know how you could deal with a whole bunch of them around your little shop." Anya noted with a small chuckle. Her smile remained light across her lips for a few moments before her laugh slipped out softly. "I don't think I could do that to you. Not right now." She teased, holding onto the sides of the wagon as he bumped her, expecting it to be harder than it was.

"So... It's like coffee? Just more extreme?" She questioned with a tilted head. "Or... an electric shock?" She asked curiously. She nodded to herself when Frigus went on. "If you got riled up right now... Then would you lose it'? If you weren't relaxed?" Anya wondered out loud. She wasn't sure if that was an uncomfortable question or not, but it was a begging one, that she needed answering.

Anya nodded lightly, her smile breaking out again, "I'll do just that. Come find you tomorrow with a warm drink and a new shirt to help your hang over!" She teased him brightly as she looked him up and down. She snickered a little before shaking her head. "Probably. Imagine how little kids feel when they walk past you now? Like they've just seen a myth from one of their school rhymes walk the earth, I'd imagine." She said with a small laugh. Anya held her finger to her lips at his next words, "They'll never have known you are here!" She promised with a small laugh. Frigus's next words brought more questions into her head. "How does one 'become' a werewolf? I don't think I've ever heard of that." She noted thoughtfully.

"It's just the way it is. Life's hard and there's not much we can do with it. It's all about climbing the ranks here. Though royalty- there's always another kingdom with more money and power. As long as my family name and crest is settled in a higher power, my parents wouldn't really care." She shrugged quietly, "It's literally what I had been born to do. It's always coming, and I'm not the only one who needs to be ready for their betrothal." Anya added after a short moment. She smiled softly at his own empires idea of what should happen in life. She nodded, "It would be nice to have then comfort. That there's someone waiting for you." Anya said with slightly furrowed brows. She listened into him as he started to tell her about how the cold didn't really get to him. "So if you're Arctic, then are there other kinds- or breeds?" She asked on a more up-beat tone. She held one of her hand up to her own cheek for a moment as she waited for her pink cheeks cool slightly. She took a small glance over at Frigus again, only to catch him looking in wonder. Anya smiled slightly before leaning back against the wall again. She asked what he had meant, and he seemed to flush up. She tilted her head curiously he spoke before flushing up herself, but not quite as much as before. "T'm... Thank you," She said with smile bigger than her cheeks, "Really, it means quite a bit, and it I had some secret language to complement you back with, I would," She said with a small chuckle.

Anya shook her head at his comment, “No, don’t think like that. There’s more of a chance that that’ll be true if you say that.” Anya said sternly with her eyes glued on the wall in front of them. There weren’t very many thoughts going through her head, but the ones she had were rather wild. She was sat right next to a werewolf. A rather tall one at that, and he was nothing like the one’s she’d been told about. He seemed sweet, and a little childlike, but so worried about so much. He was really just like any human, but with a few difficulties. She tilted her head slightly at his next words before smiling softly. “I think there’s a few more. I know I’m maybe not the nicest human in the world, but I do try.” Anya said with a small smile. She chuckled softly at his response before looking back to him. “I guess.”

Anya finally went quiet for a while she listened into him and what he had to say. She felt like she had been talking to much anyway, so she was happy to listen for a while. She looked a little nervous to have asked such a question, the one about the full moon. She couldn’t see him being dangerous, Frigus just seemed too nice. But if you blacked out and had no idea what was happening, she had no doubt that he could cause a lot of damage if he did. She wanted to ask if it had happened when he was in the human’s kingdom but kept it to herself for now. “So you become really, really emotional?” She asked quietly, already knowing the answer. She tilted her head slightly before smiling gently to herself, “So do you think I’m being really nice right now? Or is that not how it works?” She asked with a quiet skip. She let herself relax quietly before leaning back against the wall. She chuckled as he nudged her before bumping him back lightly. “It was going through my head, but I am sweet!” She teased him with a large smile. Anya looked a little worried as he started becoming tense and very clearly nervous. She felt herself gripping the side of the wagon before reminding herself to relax slightly. As he quietly stammered out his answer to her question, she felt herself freeze. Her few thoughts turned into many and she felt as though she was going to be sick. It was frightening how calm she looked, “You weren’t going to tell me…” She said quietly as she kept her gaze on the ground, clearly becoming silently enraged. “You weren’t, were you?! You just let me sit and talk with you and you weren’t going to say anything!” She accused coldly, not giving him but a moment to speak. She looked quite frightened. She stood up and took a few steps away from him. She didn’t know what was going to happen now, and that’s what had scared her the most. “I can’t believe this…” She murmured to herself as she became slowly more agitated. She ran her hands though her hair as she tried to take a breath. No wonder he looked so anxious when he first bit her. All Anya knew to do was tell someone. Fast, to see if anything could be done. While it wasn’t perfect, she liked her human life and would stop at nothing to keep it as is. She was the worst kind of angry. The one that could make you explode after being so calm at any moment. It took a lot to make her mad, she could deal with most things, but clearly this wasn’t one of them. No one could handle this calmly. She was a member of the throne, and what would happen once people found out? Surely, they would notice such changes. And what would the public think? She’d be surely hung! She couldn’t go back to the palace, not now. She had snuck out in the first place, so if she came back with such news, they’d have her killed right there and then. As this thought crossed her mind, she felt the anger slip away and her eyes started watering. She couldn't go back.