The first effect is lost on Atyak's untrained eye for materials. He had little use for fabrics and was thus wholly unfamiliar with what made quality fabric. Or really, most craftworks, as he had little interest or use for them. Now, if she were to start complementing his brewing and mixology, that he could recognize quickly.

Atyak does feel the sun get warmer as she talks, and he closes his eyes, and tilts his head up to enjoy that sun. He nods in agreement, "Yes, a very good day. Atyak is new here, and needs new friends. None of Atyak's can be found." Normally they never spent all that much time apart. It was lonely being on his own, no Semika, no Atrata, no Talineta or Tauriel, or anyone else he had come to love. Not even his goblin tribe had followed him to this place. "Do you have many friends here?"