I simply want to say thanks

Sitri watched as she drew a picture in the dirt. Committing the colors to his memory. He studied it hard, hoping that he wouldn't mess up and eat poison or something of such caliber. He smiled at her a grizzled and rather cruel smile, but it was not unpurpose the scars marring his smile in a big way. Thank you Meldresi. I hope that the food is enough to thank you for helping me. He shifted, unsure if he had done the right thing. It felt right, so it was right? Correct?

I was just wonderin' thanks. I hope all is well for you. that was all he said and he dipped his muzzle unsure where to go from here. Conversations were not his forte at all.