As hard as she had tried to conceal her surprise, Cersei had failed in that regard. When the stranger had spun around and declared her as his mother, Cersei had instinctively stepped back before she gathered herself. She cleared her throat, as if the action would clear up their misunderstanding and apologize all at once. It was only fair that she apologize at least a tiny bit, right? She'd surprised him too, or at least it appeared that way. For a moment, the two of them were seemingly stuck simply...staring at one another. At least in Cersei's case, she had been trying to come up with an explanation as to where he had come from, and just who he was. His face was wholly unfamiliar, though not unkind, and he really didn't smell of anywhere except...well, nowhere. He smelt like the earth, which was baffling in itself.

Just as quickly as they had startled one another though, he spoke. Cersei tilted her head and grinned, moved to speak but paused as he started towards the cave. Quickly, she followed him. "Oh, you don't need to leave! You're more than welcome to -" She paused and sighed in relief when he stopped short of disappearing into the earth's maw. As startling and unexplained as his arrival had been, she had certainly not meant to dissuade him or chase him away from the packland. "So, you're more used to the shadows? Is that...where your mother is?" She didn't want to pry too much, but curiosity had a way of making her ask questions sooner rather than later. He'd mistaken her for his mother, so had he been expecting her outside, or following him? Cautiously, Cersei eyed the shadows behind him, wondering if she had missed the telltale signs of another's company.

With a nod, she confirmed her and Diveen's names, and though she wanted to ask even more, she refrained. Instead, she exercised the patience she had spent so many years cultivating. Of course, she couldn't help but chuckle a little when he explained his arrival as simply: I don't know. "Well, that makes two of us." He was talkative, which surprised Cersei. At the same time, she found some comfort in it too. Despite the strangeness of his arrival, he seemed just like any other...well, adoloscent really. Now that surprised her, and it was difficult to keep her face from showing it when he mentioned having just turned two. By sight alone, Cersei knew that wasn't true. He lacked the lanky, ungainly build that gave youth away, but Cersei didn't question it. Instead, she nodded and mulled it over.

With a sheepish grin, she found herself a comfortable place still at a short distance from him and half-reclined in a slither of shade. Dell-boy, she learned, seemed to be an incredibly forthcoming wolf by nature, and he had given Cersei a lot to consider when it came to his story. He had been living underground, just he and his mother, and yet he'd somehow found his way to the surface in the middle of Diveen without knowing how - and without his mother at that. It was an exceptionally unusual story, and Cersei had yet to decide whether it was just an exceptionally strange truth, or if he was an exceptionally good liar.

"Dell-boy," she repeated, much like he had repeated her own name. "Dell-boy, from the caves beneath Diveen." She paused, a little surprised by just how bizarre it sounded when spoken aloud. "There are other entrances to the underground throughout Moladion, though few seem to explore them so thoroughly. Who can say just how vast those caves are, or just when and where such entrances will appear?" She mused aloud. The Grotto hadn't always been the way it was, and there had been a territory in Old Moladion that had been renown for its connection to the cave system. Cersei wondered - was it the same cave system that existed in its present form? Perhaps the fire that came from the sky hadn't managed to scorch away everything...

"Has your mother ever mentioned Diveen, or how she found her way into the caves?" She found his eyes and met them with a tilted head, an unwavering grin having cemented itself onto her features. It might have been possible, she supposed, for him to have been raised somewhere secretive, but surely his mother had knowledge of the outside world...or rather, the world above. For now, Cersei was willing to immerse herself into the idea that he'd been raised in the darkness below, and that he'd someho mistakeningly found his way to Diveen. After all, he didn't seem all that dangerous, and it was all too exciting to imagine that there were mysteries still at play in the world.