If they had been there, he might have known. It was the same connection his mother and father had shared and yet, he remained oblivious to the wonders of such a thing. It operated as a source of bafflement, conflating his already ever-present confusion about the tangled web of now and then. However, he did have to admit that thoughts of her were not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, he had grown fond of pondering about her. He often found himself wondering what he could do to see her again, or what he would do for her when he did see her. Of course, those thoughts were wiped away by her actual presence. Instead, he felt a little silly. At least, he had to think to himself, she did not seem entirely repulsed by his arrival.

To let her know what kind of power her words held should have been a crime. He was almost afraid to admit it to himself and yet, her voice brought him forward from his former position of uncertainty. As soon as they broke the silence, he moved from the stone; he moved in a slow arc, coming to stand to her left as he watched up at her. She lay so peacefully. He felt almost wrong for having interrupted her moment of solitude - he'd never seen somebody seem so... content. It made his guts swirl around, warm and cold at once. In his whole life, he had never thought deciphering his emotions would be so hard. His heart pounded and yet, it had to be a good thing. For whatever reason, he could feel his mouth pull back into a small smile even if he did not consciously weigh in on the decision. She simply had that power.

As she spoke his name, he felt every part of him turn towards her. His eyes moved to meet her own, his ears stood tall upon his head and most of all, he felt some part of his very core turn to her. It was as if it was the first time he had ever truly seen her. Had that colour of green existed before this moment? Had he ever seen another wolf whose face could move so gracefully - so flawlessly? He couldn't recall and, somehow, that felt okay.

"No," he stated simply, his head twitching to the left in a stifled shake of his head, "I would not have felt right asking anybody else for it."

He was surprised at how naturally the words had come out. It simply felt correct to speak in such a way - purely honest. He didn't need to hide behind the past or future. It was okay to just exist... right now.

"I did not think anybody else's voice would do your name justice."

Though he did not ask, his eyes lit up with a silent question. He craved to know it, and yet he felt so small having to ask. Instead, he merely... waited, as happy as ever to continue without it. It didn't matter what her name was. He had become content just standing there, basking in the golden light of not only the sun but her also.