[Geir brightens up absurdly, folding a wing over his own sack of gold. nice. nice! it's not much of a hoard - and honestly, he's never really carried a lot of treasure around with him as a rule - but he loves the idea of having it. maybe he'll use the gold coins to get his summoner a gift; that would fit his image of how the world should be perfectly.]

You're so nice! Thank you.

[oh yeah, he skipped a social thing here. does it really matter? probably not; this strange woman doesn't seem to mind, so maybe he can still fit it in while following the Social Interaction Rules he's still learning.]

What was your name, again?