Her smile comes so easily, and it's so sincere! How could he not smile back in kind? "It's a treat to see a happy face," he admits. "Don't see a whole lotta that where I'm at."

He raises a hand and tilts his head as he starts to deny her request for food or drink, but before he has a chance to say 'no' he thinks better of it. "I'll take a glass of water? That way y'all can eat and drink and not feel like I'm starin'. Wish I could try the food, though! Smells wonderful in here." Still, he elects to stand. Armor on the furniture may not be the best decision.

He takes a deep breath through flared nostrils and pauses to think it all over. "Vanilla," he says confidently, "And cinnamon. And... Herbs? But I can't tell what kind." He knows which direction they're in, though, and looks immediately to the nearest doorway to find them.

Then he begins to nod in a wisened, sagely way. "Miss Runa's already doin' nice things for you, Viatorus. Now you won't smell like a crazy cat lady all the time. Y'know, that lingerin' smell of loneliness and litter..."