The response was fairly quick, though Ciel had taken refuge under a tree by the time Kirain had arrived, attempting to warm his frozen pawpads. He stood as she approached; for a moment, he couldn't make her out against the snow, but he spotted some darker patches of fur along her back, which he held onto like a lifeline until he could meet her eyes. Her greeting was... unusual. Ciel was never abused, but its parents were never soft on their children. Gaius could be gentle, sure, but he was more reserved, not tender like Kirain very obviously was.

It was enough to throw the boy off, blinking at the tiny woman for a moment. "Hello," it said, dumbly, "Um, yes, I guess I am. Lost, I mean." It was enough of a surprise to completely knock the denial out of him. Was this normal here? He wasn't sure if he liked it yet. At least he was on Camhanaich’s land, just as Skoll had told him. That was relieving, at least. It could only stare at the woman as she attempted to comfort it, reassurances falling on confused ears.

Though... he couldn't deny he felt slightly more at ease, despite the strangeness of it all. It was intimidating being on his own after so long of being with family, so he'd take anything at this point. "Thanks," he managed, shuffling his paws awkwardly before clearing his throat. "My name is Ciel Bissette. Skoll told me you could give me some answers? I just woke up here."