What a peculiar woman, he thought. Skilled and intelligent and pretty, but she sought for someone else's gain and not her own. Somehow, he marveled at how easily she just thrilled him at the smallest things, the lightest touches, the most minute gestures. It was one thing to find a girl he found cute and he pursued, but already there were boundaries he had to admit he found arbitrary, whilst she wished to get closer to him but not too close. He also was of sound enough mind to realize she had not forbade his flirtations, and her own compliments back were welcoming. He wouldn't do anything to or with her that would compromise her, but she certainly gave him a sidelong glance he had seen other girls give him before. 

This was going to be strange, he conceded. He did smile when she blushed, though he tried to hide it. He failed to hide his own blush, as well. It was a bit awkward there, in the stillness of the mist and the silence between them.

"Well, I would be foolish to not accept your tutelage, I think." Galt admitted, running a hand through his thick mane of hair. He never would have called it 'kingly' or any sort of 'stately,' but he supposed people would start seeing him in a fairly new light, particularly as time went on. He didn't really like it, but he supposed he needed to get used to it if he wanted to keep his position or get even more, or at the very least [i]survive[/i] which was definitely on his to-do list.

"And I appreciate that," referring to her comment on Galt being a desirable husband-to-be. "As I said, you'd make a great wife and queen, even. But alas," He gave a facetious, theatrical tone to his voice. "-like most men I'll have to settle for you being but my teacher." Galt gave a well acted look that spoke of a forlorn hope dashed against the rock.  

"Ah and yes! Thank you for the financial help as well. Er, financial advice. I've never had more than what could get me a meal, and I don't exactly know how to [i]manage[/i] money. Wow... I actually don't." He said, looking inwardly at his own admission of it. Some merchants children could claim to know more.

"I will grant you some advice, though." Galt said suddenly, lifting his head to regard her. He gave a smile that lit up his dark eyes. "If we're to 'fraternize' or whatever word you would like to call it, be yourself with me. I'll be far more receptive if I'm learning from someone I can claim is a friend rather than a business partner. Business partners or 'people I know from work' have always been men and women who would stab me in the back for an extra cut, or just to save their own skins. I would rather have someone who is honest with me. Deal?"