On a certain level he was surprised by her willingness to share not only information about her own pack but also the ones in the area. Perhaps it was only that living in Tartok had instilled a wariness in him, giving out information like this about Tartok would have likely put any of it's members in line to be disciplined by Siku. He did not like to think what might be done to an outsider that somehow managed to gather information on Tartok and then divulge it to others.
Of course, he wasn't really a part of Tartok anymore. There was no pack to protect, no army to raise. Just him and Hush who had become more than capable over their long months of travel – she hardly needed him, if she did at all. No need for secrecy, no enemies to defend himself against. He listened to what she had to share without any comment upon it, waiting for her to finish speaking and thinking over what she had to say as he filed away what he considered to be the most vital.
“It seems there are more of our kind living here than I realized.” He commented, almost idly – which was rare for him. Generally whatever he had to say involved direct purpose. “Does it not cause conflict?” He asked, this time more obviously curious. He was familiar with life in a crowded, prosperous valley – it seemed that there was always potential for conflict when enough of any species ended up sharing close quarters.