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"I am quite familiar with the story of Howl's Moving Castle," he confessed quite quickly. "Mother was extremely fond of the book, and so I was named after the wizard, Howl. She preferred the unusual spelling of his name to his real name, Howell." He paused for a moment to draw his cup up in his hands again to puff some air into his cup in an attempt to cool the contents faster. Eventually his cool teal eyes glanced back up to the girl.

"I would be quite interested in seeing the film." He was already wondering what sorts of differences there would be in the story, since the girl had mentioned the story was altered. Would the movie even be good considering the changes in the story? He was quite familiar with movies being disappointing due to drastic changes in the story.

In an attempt to change the subject slightly, or at least be a bit more inclusive, he asked "What sorts of films have you seen that involve your own name, Miss Tatiana? My own name is not exactly a common one, so I do not have much to work with." The teal-haired lad chuckled slightly at the mention of his name being merely uncommon. It was one of the many things that you could easily tease the Wickham boy about. His name was strange, and he had learned this lesson well as a child. It was just one of those things he had to get past, and in all honesty, he had adjusted quite nicely despite the teasing.

Howl was anything but an otaku. ANYTHING BUT an otaku. And it was very evident with his response to her question: "English, please." There was a slight pause before he added on the polite "Thank you for the consideration."

At the girl's sudden laughter, one of Howl's elegant brows lofted slightly, failing to see what in particular was humorous with his question. The explanation to her sudden outburst did not make it any better either. She had confessed it was rude, which in all honesty, he would agree with such a statement. Just not aloud.

"No worries, my dear. No harm done at all."

His brow went back to its usual relaxed placement on his face, and though he tried his very hardest to remain relatively neutral about her description of Tatiana Romanova, his cheeks could not help but color slightly at the mention of her character. It was mind boggling as to why someone's mother would try to name their daughter after a fictional character with loose morals. More so in an attempt to distract himself from such a foreign concept, he attempted to move past this particular leg of the conversation with a confession of his own.

"I must confess, I am not a frequent movie watcher. I have not seen From Russia With Love or most of the James Bond movies. I suppose I just figure I can use the time it would take to watch the movie to be working on my calligraphy."

He offered a polite laugh of his own before adding "I must be a rare creature, not getting caught up in the hype of the movie industry."

Well, that was a very strange thing for the girl to say.

The lovely boy had been nodding his head, listening to her opinions on the James Bond plot lines, when a rather interesting gem popped out of her mouth.

For a moment, the teal haired boy looked the closest thing to bewildered as he would ever get. A rosy blush painted itself across his cheeks within seconds. He opened his mouth to speak, but for about thirty seconds was unable to find his voice. His mouth moved perfectly fine, and he seemed to test it with a couple of voiceless "I beg your pardons" mouthed out. However, Howl's voice eventually managed to break out from his previously dumb mouth, kindly requesting some sort of clarification.

"I beg your pardon, Miss Tatiana, but did you just compare me to a 'unicorn'...?"

Had he not been so shocked at the comparison, he would have been interested if it was the European unicorn, or the common place "horse with a horn on its forehead." He was quite familiar with the difference between the two. Instead, his voice seemed to search for more answers as he managed to get out "Is there a particular reason for this comparison?"