Shion nodded, the natural world was really interesting, he had always found it so. His smile widened at the mention of a dog, he liked animals, especially dogs, dogs were his favourites. Or maybe rats. It was a hard choice.

"Oh, I'm sixteen." He pointed out, wondering if the man thought him younger, he guessed the brightly coloured hair that his stylists insisted on torturing him with made him look a lot younger at times. In his world he was very much an adult, if a young, naive idiot of one. And here nobody was a child, not if they were a tribute.