His smile widens as his guest opens the door for him, a slight nod of thanks thrown his way as he walks past the taller male. Setting the basket down in the middle of his living area he carefully removes. Aryx's clothes and hands the sleek fabric over to his now companion. [i]'I hope I didn't damage it. The stuff it's made of is far finer than I am use to. . . .'[/i] He blinks at the offer of sharing fruit for breakfast, a warm feeling setting up in his chest at the thought of sharing another meal. He has no idea why the offer sounds so pleasing, but he turns away politely when the other begins pulling on his pants. [i]'Not my place to see such things, even if on accident'[/i] He muses, his hands now busy looking through the now clean clothes to find some to put on for the day. 

When he hers the shuffle of a rougher fabric he turns to take his shirt from the man. He stares for a second at the other's bare skin, somehow finding the sight very interesting. He's of course seen others without their shirts on, but when Aryx's top is bare, it is almost as if he can smell the man better, and the scent is intriguing. [i]'It doesn't quite smell like all the others, but I suppose if you grow up in a different place, different things go into your body to make different smells'[/i] Shrugging, he accepts his idea and goes back to his search for his own outfit. Only to pause again when his guest offers to hunt.

His first instinct it to outright reject the idea, the thought of making a guest work so hard for a meal feeling somehow wrong to him. However after a few seconds he continues digging. [i]'This may be a good opportunity. I can learn more about myself, and get some fresh meat out of the deal!'[/i] “Well, the offer is kind, I do not have time this morning for fresh meat. However I would love to share in some fruit with you this fine morning.” He pulls out some sturdy pants and a long tunic triumphantly before turning to his guest. “Tonight on the other hand, I would love to got out hunting with you, if I won't be in the way. The best hunting is done in the woods, and no one really goes very far in there. I was thinking perhaps I could do some practice with my tail. . .”

He shakes his head a little. “That is if you don't mind me coming along. I know a lot of hunters hate bringing people with because they scare off the prey. I mean, I would stay back and all, but if you still think I'd be in the way and still would like to have meat I can just stay away in town and let you do your thing. . .” Realizing he's rambling a bit he crosses his arms, clothing still in hand, and looks off to the side. [i]'I'm babbling like a fool, I should give him the chance to actually respond. So stupid. . . .'[/i] he chides himself.