Somehow, in the process of trying to figure out where he was and where his family was, Ciel missed the approach of the stranger until the sound of snow crunching made its way to his ears. The pale wolf turned to take a look at whoever was approaching. It wasnt entirely comforted by the youthful appearance of him, and definitely not by the size of him. They were of similar sizes and builds, at least, and didn't seem too threatening.

Still, Ciel knew better than to let his guard down.

"No," it says, almost on habit. He never accepted help from anyone, not even his family these days. But, he supposed he did look out of place here, too young to be on his own and fending for himself. Ciel wasn't self-absorbed enough to deny the fact. "I... it's supposed to be autumn." The cooler months had only just made their appearance, the leaves on the cusp of yellow. It just didn't make sense.

Unfortunately, Ciel didn't have the words to explain himself without seeming helpless, so he chose silence afterwards, pale sage eyes settling sharply on the darker of the two.