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Once on land, and taking a bit of time to get reaquited with his limbs against solid ground, he showed his card tot he person taking his bags and was given the key to his room. The green found it odd that he wasn't allow to go to their rooms yet, in all honestly he was quite miffed about it for he wanted to sleep of the rest of the sea sickness he was still feeling; but the words 'dinning hall' struck a cord with the male as the thought of food being stuffed into his face made him all too happy to do as they said. However, he did note in the back of his mind how sad for him to be so easily manipulated by food of any kind after not eating for a couple hours. Something he had to work on.
Once settled into his seat, the green started to fiddle with the card that had sat on the plate denoting his place at the table. His claws making slight scratching noises on the textured paper. It read his full name, but most of the time he only gave out what ever name he felt like using for the time being and frankly it made it less confusing for anyone he would happen to get close to.
If he got close to anyone.
He chirped as he noticed the lavender haired girl attempting to get his attention and introduce herself. Hakon didn't say much, only tilting his head to the side in confusion and leaning close to her as if to sniff her before the computerized voice and dimming lights caught his attention again with a similar chirp and purring noise. Once the lights were back on, and the relief of whoever made the list to give his preferred name he turned back to the lavender girl who was now even more excited. He could almost feel it radiated off of her. "*Es ist a pleasure to meet you *Einhorn. Really! I am not zat exciting! Uh...Zat is iv it ist me zat you are excited about." he said, shyly. He gave her a nervous smile and clasped his hands together, showing the fangs that had only been put in a month ago, but looked as natural as if they had grown with him. Before he could even say anything further upon realizing that he didn't call her by name, but by imminent mental association the smell of food moved his head as the feast was arriving. The lioness was hungry from his travels and a very loud, very audible mix of a low growl and purring could be heard from the green as he watched the food being set down. Shifting his collar in impatience, a green one with blue sapphire studs and black ring in the front; a similar design to the cuffs on his wrists aside from them not having the ring on them, he tapped his two index fingers together as we watched them handle the food. A way to a lion's trust was his stomach at this moment, and his was going to make it evident was his trust was very much earned at this point.
*Es ist - 'It is'
*Einhorn - Unicorn lit. "one horn"