Junketsu moved fluidly, like the water that trickled down the walls. He did not bite or snap at raindrops as Maiko did, but continued to moved around and with them. What good was an aggressive bite if you could never get away from the retaliating teeth? Still, he was glad for Maiko to have joined him. Her silence was unexpected, but not troublesome. Whatever her thoughts, he knew she would voice them if she chose to. No need to press, not today at least. The dark male did not often let his mind wander to their family. They were not here, so he did not dwell on it. It impeded one's ability to continue to move forward.

"He moves as dancers do, and thinks very... outside the box," he said thoughtfully. Niyol was an interesting boy, one that he hoped to meet again and perhaps even teach a few tricks that even Diveen's Quake could not teach.

Junketsu flashed a grin to his sister at her respectful nod in deference to their Thunder King. "I am always willing to learn," he answered. It was not outright a statement that he wanted Maiko to teach him, but it was his way of saying he would learn from her if she was willing to teach. He cannot help but laugh when she gave him a nudge. He matched her stance as she dances away, head low with that same fun-loving grin of his, even if what he sought to learn was a far more serious art. "Ah, important things. No, I did not think of what he might give in return. A new language perhaps. He can speak a different tongue from the common," he answered thoughtfully before he gracefully leaped forward. The end result was a perfectly time raindrop on his nose.

The red capped wolf sneezed and laughed again. "But what is so wrong with giving every now and again?" Junketsu wondered out loud as he spun as well. It was a tight circle this time, his nose nearly touched his flank in the movement. "Or is it so wrong that we must keep all out secrets to ourselves?"