Azren was a bit shocked while he laid there under the hammock, his eyes wide as he stares up at the stranger offering a hand and help on how to actually get into the cursed contraption they were supposed to sleep in. So... THERE WAS A TRICK TO IT. HE KNEW IT! And now he was going to learn it from this kind fellow, Caelyn. In truth though, he was not fully sure on how he felt about learning something from another, at least directly. All of the interactions and 'human' habits Azren had learned from his own observations. Even his 'gemcrafting' skill wasn't directly taught, it was all from observation. If anything, it was one of his greatest skills, which is why while playing human, he made it his worst one. It kept things much simpler that way. And sometimes, simple was best.

Carefully reaching out a hand from under the hammock, Azren grabs onto Caelyn's hand with a strong grip, pulling himself up with relative ease. He glanced over the other male, who was just a few inches taller than himself. In true comparison though, Azren was smaller built and the few inches in height seemed much bigger than it actually was. With a light shake of his head, Azren offers the man a large, child-like grin, which was followed by a rather calm but obviously excited tone.

"Yup, my name is Azren! Its a honor to be able to actually introduce myself, Caelyn!" Excited, oh yes, so excited to the point he forgot he was still holding on tightly to the others hand. He might have thought of giving it a good shake while re-introductions were going off, but it likely slipped right out of his mind the moment he started talking. He didn't even seem to notice the traffic of others, or the captain, or the hostility he could feel radiating from the kitchen! 

"So there is a trick to it? I knew it!" Azren manages out in a breathy sigh. "Is it about the balance? Or maybe you just don't jump on it? It slightly bothers me that my bag filled with rocks is better at this than I am but I won't openly admit that to everyone else. I faintly recall getting tangled up in one of these for nearly two days before anyone found me last time. I am honestly a bit glad there are others around the sleeping quarters this time instead of being stuck in a room by myself! Have you been on a ship before? I have a couple of times. And each time I just slept on the floor. Also, uh. I like your cloths!"

When he got absorbed in talking, he really did sound like a kid. He barely took a breath between any of his sentences and was looking rather intently at the man who had so kindly decided to help him out. Azren seemed harmless enough, and for the most part, at this moment, was true. He was genuinely happy that this human had decided to help him. Now the real question that sat on Azren's mind was... how was he going to pay this fellow back? It might seem like such a simple thing, teaching someone how to get into a hammock without flipping themselves over, but it was actually kind of a big deal. Dragons helped each other from time to time, and often gave gifts in return for such help. Did that still apply to human standards? Its not like he could just give him a pile of gold, could he? No, that would be too much and too weird, he noted. Maybe... just maybe, he would give him one of the shiny rocks he had in his bag? That could work, he decided- WAIT. No... A better idea. A much better idea popped into the dragons head as the grin merely remained plastered onto his face.