He keeps his eyes on his guest as he comes over to lean against the wall, happy that he seems to no longer be bothered by his earlier comments. [i]'Good, he's more relaxed now. I need to be more careful in the future. I know I can relax around him some, but I must never forget that he's from somewhere else with his own set of habits and customs'[/i] He nods and chuckles over the comment about causing an upset because of customs. Reaching over to pat him on the arm softly he almost freezes at his last comment. However he is able to complete his action and draw his hand back without looking too awkward.

“I don't think I'm all that free-thinking. I mean, I don't even let my tail wander around on it's own out of fear, suppressing a part of my body every day just to fit in.” His head hangs down a bit but his smile remains firm. “You haven’t caused me any trouble, really. . . And, I'm kinda glad you stirred things up a bit in town. If you hadn't we may have never met yesterday. I would most likely never met someone I can talk to freely about. . .Things.” A touch of fear enters his voice and he looks around worriedly. [i]'Can never be too careful. Eyes around every five, or else you might take a dive'[/i] He knows his little rhymes are rather foolish, but they keep him on his toes like they are designed to do.

Looking back to Aryx he grins before stepping forward to check the clothes again. Running his fingers over the fabric he notes that his outfit is still a little damp in the thick places. Giving out a little sigh he returns to the wall and he props himself up, arms over his stomach. He doesn't even notice the extra precaution as he looks off towards the mountain. “You saw, earlier, didn't you?” His fingers curl a little tighter about him as he thinks about how weird it must have looked. Becoming too bright to look at directly Viltez instead focuses on the mountains themselves, his tense muscles jumping.