Rising Sun Valley You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

All confidence he had built up, oddly, vanished at his words, and once again he burned under his pelt. At this point, he was slightly concerned; was something wrong with him? Surely he shouldn't be feeling hot, and struggle for words, and like his heart was a fluttering bird. Freyja made him feel...odd.

Feeling as if he'd have to investigate this whole thing latter, he smiled softly at her compliment, and though he appeared fairly composed on the inside, his mind was screaming at him to reply. And reply well. He couldn't be informal, but not to formal, he had to thank her, or not excessively, that would just make him seem desperate, and now time was running out, and-

"Yehanks!" He blurted, and quite suddenly his eyes widened, and he stuttered a quick amend. "I-I mean, thanks, y-yeah, I-" he paused, mortified by what was by far his worst outburst yet, sounding strangled and quite idiotic. His face colored, and he glanced at the paws that were suddenly to interesting to him. "I'd be h-happy to teach you." he finally settled on, though he still looked like he'd been stung.

then suddenly there was another, and Seff's already fluttering heart dropped like a stone. Throat suddenly dry, and the greeting the woman gave him and the name that was like an order to Freyja were so jarring and sudden. But somehow, he managed to recall what Freyja had said, and dipping his head respectfully, said quietly, somewhat nervous in the slightest, "Greetings, Heda.", using her formal title that he had learned with solemn respect.

He stepped smoothly to his paws, so far the only smooth move he had successful completed, and gave a sincer, earnest smile, and though he wished he could spend much for time with her, he might spontaneously combust should he do so, and the presence of Heda made things suddenly seem much heavier "I think I should go...I need to get home before dark." He admitted dejectedly,  meeting her gaze briefly with a smile,  that, however nervous and sheepish, expressed his joy at meeting her again. "I can't wait to see you again, Freyja." He told her softly, sincerely, gaze meeting hers a moment later before he tore himself away, and should she make no move to delay him or stop him, he'd slip off, though not looking over his shoulder with a joyful smile half a dozen times.

and even when he were to find the passage between the mountains, that stubborn smile would still be ever present on his features.