Sleepy Fox Hollow Drags me under, takes me home.

"You do not talk much, do you?" Elfie tilted his head to the side and gave a brief, inquisitive look at Mou. But he was not expecting an answer, just stating the obvious. Never mind the skull, because the mute man picked out another treasure from his heap of goodies and boy craned his neck to see, what it was. He respected Mou's rights to the items too much to approach them himself and rummage through on his own. 

A bright red leaf! And given the circumstances, it was very well preserved. "This is so cool!" he smiled at the man in appreciation, then leaned down to have a better look at the fragile object. "Do you have more stuff like this there?" was the next obvious question.