"Ain't the name. Not the Nate part, anyway." They went to wave a hand, remembered the arm'd been replaced by a leg and caught themself before they could fall on their ass. "The family name. Always thought the point was to keep track of people. Make sure everyone inherited like they were supposed to and so on. Don't rightly know why a wolf needs either."
They cocked their head. "But I weren't born to this, so what do I know? Maybe all that's important to animals too." The curl to their lip would give their opinion on the matter. "Wherever this is."
Nate took a mirroring step forward. Cecil put the rest of the pieces together and huffed. Weren't that they'd been expecting to find the second stranger they came across in their same situation, but, well, it only made sense to ask. If a man showed up here, surely there'd be others. Assuming the crow was a real crow, and not at all like a...whatever they were now.
"Well, an hour ago, thereabouts, I was on horseback. And I'll tell you I only had two legs then."