Daiyu's smile is deep at his words and nodding a silent 'yes' at the pleasure which is filled within him to know they shared the same language. A language still spoken in this stranger, foreign world, far from both of the homes they once knew.

不是很多。实际上，现在只有我自己了 (There is not many. Only myself now, actually.) She spoke, a frown pulling at her mouth, if only for a moment. 好吧，你. (And well, you.)

She did not miss that he had said he had 'ruled'. She was the presence of royalty then, it would seem. Daiyu's own family was far from this standing. More so, middle-class. Though he had said one of his own and this held weight and promise.

是的，我做到了 (Yes, I did.) She spoke as she lowered her head, black ears sweeping back. So he had only just come then, awaking and yet, kept his calm throughout what was a very jarring experience. Daiyu at the time had left her natal pack and planned to reunite with some of her younger family members that had branched off. When she slept, she woke to a completely new place but, it wasn't like she had really known the place she was in by then, either. He - he apparently ruled an entire dynasty. A man who had much to miss and pine for.

我曾经住在王朝时期一个叫海龙泻湖的地方 (I once lived in a place called Seadragon Lagoon, under the Wang dynasty.) Was this familiar to him? Would his family crest be to her?