Kyle really had no sense of personal space or boundaries. He had been trained well enough to where if he was told "Stay off the couch" or "don't get in my face" he would follow those rules... well so long as he remembered. He was somewhat forgetful, especially when it came to rules.
"Mebbe." He offerd with a fangy grin, he snapping his teeth quickly together. It made an impressive sound, he doing so with a great bit of force. His teeth and claws were strong enough to rend bone, so he had the luxury to be rather rough with his teeth. He nodded and allowed Simon to examine his hands. The tips of his fingers were slightly more wide than the fingers of most people, to allow for his claws to retract. The fur was very thinly distributed over most of his hand, though a good bit was gathered over his knuckles. It remained thin over most of his body, though clearly grew thicker, coarser and longer at his elbows.
"Ah, 's cool. I ranna way from 'ome an' joined up." At least that's what he thought was right, his past was rather fuzzy to his mind. He could remember some of it, but it was more emotions, feelings, general energies than solid memories. It probably should have bothered him, but really, little bothered Kyle Gibney, at least not for very long.
He grinned again at the mention of his eyes, chuckling as he ducked his head just long enough to push a hand through his hair and get it out of his face. "Heh, mountain lion, 's a new one. I usually jus' get called 'Mutt.'" He did not mind the nick name, really, he would answer to about anything. "Feral's th' actual term for it, or so 'm told. Been told 'm a lil more primal 'n others." He shrugged, it was all good to him, he was happy.