The possibility of visiting Taviora was on his mind, even if only a little bit. He was still uncertain of whether or not he wished to visit the Goddess of the Forest just yet considering what she had requested one of her pack do. No doubt Dirk had come out of there productive, but he wondered if he needed to venture there himself. Arturio was thinking about that, among many other things.

His singular ear twitched slightly confirming the presence he had been fairly certain was there. A light hearted laugh escaped him. Diveenian. That was still a new ring to his ears. Well, ear. "Strange to hear someone call me that," he mused, but still bore a smile. "Business, yes. Though I'm not so certain it's time yet." he said. His gaze drifted past the younger male towards Taviora, knowing it was not very far away. No, not yet, he decided. His tail waved as his emerald orbs went back to Zanon.

"What about you?" he inquired. Of course, they were complete strangers, neither owed the other anything, so there was no necessity for the wolf to answer, let alone engage in small talk. Eden hated small talk, he recalled. His thoughts drifted to Glorall more often now that he had the time to think. To things that happened there, to Nari, the pups, and even Eden given both his position as Fortitude and father to Nari's children (though perhaps not all of them). "You have definitely been to Taviora, but it's definitely not your home," he said with a slightly raised brow.