Though he was curious as to the origins of the strange noises in the forest and though he was naive on many counts in this strange place, Cielo did know (or was able to intuit) enough to realize that revealing any lingering interest in whatever dangerous beasts might be in the forest would be revealing a bit too much of himself; though he had only met a handful of people thus far, Cielo had come to the quick conclusion that he was likely the only of his type in this strange excuse for Nirvana and so he felt the sudden need to protect his secret at least until he knew that it wouldn't lead to undue violence.
"Italian?" Cielo echoed meaninglessly. The word and its meaning were rather lost on him but he was able to follow the general gist of the question. He matched the slightly quicker pace with a natural ease as he cocked his head back slightly. "I dunno. Something like that? I think it means sky or something..."