"I- Malakai," He offered his name offhand, once again taking some time to sort through all the images she had offered him. It was obvious she wasn't of his world- the Council was all wrong, the sense of accountability just different enough to be otherworldly. He took note of the gifts, of the relations and faces. The dog had him slightly confused, but he had known of a few himself, outside of the packs, that had been rather acceptable. If he was as young, as uninhibited as she seemed, it wasn't completely impossible for them to be friends.
"I don't recognize any of your family, but I haven't taken time to meet many of us here, yet. I- what is your name, dear? And... can you take things, as well as give?" His tone was simply curious, not worried; oddly enough, he felt he had nothing to hide from her, regardless of her being a stranger, and a dhampir at that.