He was not completely sure of what she said, but he did get the sense by her body language that it was a good thing, and that their names were good things. That was good enough in itself as they played and tugged at each other as pups tend to do.He did not do anything that was deliberately harm her, but he did enjoy being close. He could be close with his sister, and perhaps mother, but father was always a distant creature. He was not too sure how others really interacted, but Lucia made it so easy on him despite that little bit of doubt nagging at him. Otherwise, he was rather confident, if not just clumsy and not able to control his young form yet.
Their tangled forms, and of course no help from Aeon’s clumsiness, resulted in a tumble as he got up, and the resulting laughter from Lucia was absolutely infectious. He found himself giggling into a laugh, his own tail wagging as he sits himself up. He didn’t laugh too much before. In fact, he cannot remember ever laughing like this in his life. It actually sorta hurt his belly after a moment. She leaps towards him and he does not even attempt to avoid her as she gently lands on him. His green eyes look to her, blinking as she spoke and he attempted to listen.
He knew the word caves, and knew they were not exactly a safe place, at least he thought if he was not getting it confused with something else. She said another word that she seemed really excited about, but he did not know what it meant. However, he wanted to know, because it seemed to make her happy and excited.
”Tr-ee-sur?” he repeated back to her, lifting a brow with a questioning look on his visage of black, grey, and copper.
”Tr-ee-sur make Lucia...laeta...erm….” he says, narrowing his green eyes in contemplation.
”Laeta laeta laeta, ah, quod est,” he says somewhat to himself, flicking an ear as he tries to remember the common tongue for it. He blinks, failing to come up with the word and feeling his heart sink a bit. He does not understand why he must learn two different tongues, and why Latin was preferred. His accent was thick in itself, it was a surprise Lucia could understand him at all. He would do anything to have her understand him right now.
”Make Lucia...ahaha! ....Laeta!” he says with a smile, exaggerating his laugh in the middle to try to convey the concept he was trying to explain. If this treasure thing she spoke of would make her happy, he would certainly help her find it.
”Tr-ee-sur look go, Lucia laeta,” he says with a nod, knowing already he would go find this with her even if he had no idea what he may be looking for.