Eyes glancing every now and then back at the tails, his violet/hazel eyes dilating a couple of times, he kind of wanted to touch the tails, to see if they are really as soft as the books say they are. The books that would be brought to the village after his father would go on a pillage raid to other countries. It was one of the things that he had agreed on with his mother, to allow his son to learn about other things in the world, all except language, that is. Snapping back into the conversation when the women finally figured it out, Dáinn nodded once, twice and a couple more times, before giving the okay symbol at her evaluation of his situation. Now that the situation was a little cleared up, Dáinn lifted his collar back up around his mouth, not wanting his markings to be on display longer than necessary, looked around where they had moved too, out of the way of the crowded streets. The trees looked pretty, he had always had an affinity with nature in general, and he figured it was to do with his more inhuman side of his being.
‘I wonder if the bark feels different in this country to the bark in Iceberg…’When the young girl started raising her voice, once again causing Dáinn to flinch a little before settling when he realised this impromptu volume increase was more aimed at Lee more than him. Staying quiet, he wanted to object to this girl constantly assuming that they were treating her like a child, because it was obvious that wasn't what they were doing at all, but once again when he went to say the words his throat closed up, and since the girl didn’t understand sign language, there was no point in even trying to sign his objections on her ideals.
When the woman answered his question about her race, Dáinn nodded slowly before making the hand gesture for both a fox and wolf, asking her which one. He figured it was a fox, but then he didn’t know whether the lady had some sort of magic that had a spell which could deceive a person into thinking that they are one type of species when in reality they could be another altogether. His mother always told him not to tell others, but since Lee was also a demi-human he figured it couldn’t hurt to tell her in return for handing over the information that she was also of the same minority in their world. When Dáinn was going to give LeeAnn an insight on his type of demi-human relations, the albino paused and glared towards the little girl, body tense as he signed in a small fit of offense.
“I am not a mule.” Pausing he then let out a silent huff, before signing that he was in fact a specific type of reptile. Looking at the woman, he gestured to himself before he curled both his forefinger and middle finger slightly, and gestured in front of him in a wave movement,
“I am a mix of a snake,” just to wrap his other hand around his wrist and extend the same fingers outwards and straight, to sign for lizard,
“and a lizard.” He glared at the younger girl, only for his ears to perk at the words that left the fiery haired women's lips. The soothing voice clearly speaking of the miscommunication now on his side of the group. A snarl would have left Dáinn more at himself than anything, but alas no sound left, and instead the young demi human found himself once again apologising to the little blonde lady.