Even Arturio hadn't considered how she might stop him if he'd rambled. Certainly whatever she decided, he couldn't be mad. However, the snowy male seemed to not prattle on too much. He smiled, glad to see that she seemed to understand what he felt and did not seem opposed to knowing a bit about him. Of course, the wolf could go on for days if he dared to relay his life story. Not that he ever intended to. That would be a waste of breath, and no one needed to know every waking detail, least of all Nari. He didn't want to bore her with minutia.

He tilted his head slightly, emerald gaze focused on her movements to his question. He followed where her nose pointed, simply nodding in response. Clearly, she lived and had family to the south. In any other situation, the next thought might be to ask for details of where she lived, but that's a bit more difficult to describe with one's body language. So, he would not press, simply continue to /listen/ as she indicated her pups. Art's head bobbed with her paw movement. Two. She had two children. "Two. Boy and girl?" he inquired at the number, though not that the genders of her pups were really relevant. It was something simple to help him learn about her. And when she gestured to him, Art smiled. "I've got six myself. Though all quite grown and living their own lives," he said. Not that they were grown was really relevant to the conversation. It simply filled the space. "I'll be honest, my girls had me wrapped around their paws. What father wouldn't do what he could to provide everything he could," he said with a light-hearted chuckle.

Though it faded for a moment... "I know we can't just sit here forever and talk... Will I find you again?" he asked, his voice filled with a hopefullness even Arturio wasn't expecting. "I don't exactly want to come waltzing into your home uninvited," And there was truth in that statement. If he traveled south, the direction she had indicated as home, Art did not want to be over stepping his bounds if she didn't want him to.