Prior to arriving in Preya Deucalion had been living quite the solitary life. Oh he did his best to lend a hand to McCall's pack when the need arose, yet beyond that the old wolf had spent most of his time alone. Strangely enough though it was only after being gunned down, and ending up here, that the Alpha found himself finally becoming a bit more social. The people he had conversed with were quite friendly, and the lack of hunters trying to kill his kind certainly helped his mood too. Meeting up with Elena was a calculated risk, since he had no clue who she was beyond their brief interactions. However the risk was well worth it if it meant forging a new bond with someone.
That smile of hers had his own growing, and after shaking hands with her he offered a polite little kiss to the top of her hand before letting go. "I must admit that I've been looking forward to this little outing. It's been ages since I enjoyed a decent film, and the chance to explore a bit more of this place was just to good to pass up. You have my thanks for being my guide today, my dear."