Her guesses make him chuckle, then he takes a deep breath and smiles at her. It takes moment for him to admit the actual reason. For once it's not something he's ashamed to say. "I saved a man. When we were digging the ship out the ice cracked and he slipped into the water. I... couldn't bring myself to let him drown. Not when I didn't fear the ice or the cold." He lifts a hand, palm upwards, and then lets it drop. "So I cast aside my coat and went in after him. I had to ask the ice to part for us on the way up. They all knew then, if they hadn't suspected."

How often has he seen her this excited? So rarely. And about something in the future? She's planning something good for her future. Reynard's smile is bright and genuine, and it takes him a minute to answer her. "I'll... see if I can find some recipes for them."

He can't help but laugh at her immediate reaction, nodding with her as he chuckles. It's hard to imagine someone like Adia enduring something as undignified as lice.

The topic of her leaving, however, is not as easy to smile at. If he looks a little reluctant it's because he is. Nevertheless, he dips his head in acknowledgement and stands. "Let me walk you out the door, at the very least."