Reynard smiles and nods. There's no need to press any further. Like she said, it's just home to her. Even if other people see it as something else, Tina won't.

"Ah, but honouring me with your presence is just another gift to me," he says playfully. "I need to give you something in return. It's the least I can do."

His joking subsides for a moment as he eyes the youngster. "Is there anything you'd like? Any comfort you want? Blankets? Cushions? A warm jumper?"