[He blushes at the gentle touch, still not used to it, despite everyone being so prone to it in Ruby City. His ears bend back and his tail swishes. At the elvish word, his ears perk.]

I... I'm really glad. I didn't know if you would... like I mean... I don't... think I could give you a real sword, I don't... I mean that seems like something you'd have to pick out on your own, right?