[ He looks a little confused at the praise, like he's not exactly sure what to do with it, but he quickly slides it, metaphorically, into his pocket for later and nods stiffly instead, to convey his understanding. If he's given a mission, he'll do it seriously, regardless of words of support, but it still feels... good, he supposes, the little words of appreciation.
Still silent, he motions vaguely down the hall. Pillows. He'll go fetch pillows. ]
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Still silent, he motions vaguely down the hall. Pillows. He'll go fetch pillows. ]