Startled at first, she looks up and readies to fly off at the first sign that she must. She hesitates, attuned to his friendliness. Moving closer but looking at him bewildered as if she has seen nothing like him and obviously he was looking at her the same. She remembered her wings and shyly then pulls back touching her shoulder, simultaneously they drop some, almost trying to hide, until she hears him say he liked them. Looking up she smiled a little, not really knowing what to say or do...the shells, she held the gritty things in her hand and obviously he was there for them. Taking a few steps closer, she grabbed his hand and filled his palm with the newly found treasures. "I wasn't going to steal them."