Something in Yamato's gaze sharpened at hearing his family's name pass the woman's lips. How did she know...?

Yamato shied away a bit more, until he was practically pressed back against Cerberus. His demon nudged his head with its dry nose, but its eyes were intent upon Aoi, ears pricked forwards in an alert position. Both of them were very high strung and ready to leap to conclusions (or action)...

"I am capable of looking after myself well enough," Yamato said stiffly, feeling that quashing any perception of him being a weak child was the highest priority. "Explain how you know my name, and our current location."