She smiled when he spoke, offering him more jerky as a reward for working with her. She did wonder if the silver was doing anything to him, he was avoiding touching it, which made her think it did more than just hurt him, perhaps it was a way to keep him from something? She'd have to experiment with that more when she got to her lab. Perhaps she could put some fresh meat in a silver box to see if he'd open it or if he'd prefer the less desired meat, like jerky, within a steel box? Hm, that might be something to look into. Her eyes slowly moved around him for a moment, then towards the elves he growled at. He, wasn't growling at her. Was it just that she was feeding him? Or could he tell she had an interest in him other than what he was? Well, that wasn't really true, she wanted to get to know him in a sense. She remained seated there while the wagon started to slow and turn more towards the elven lands.<br/><br/>Bronwen shifted a bit again, watching him. "You don't talk much." she spoke softly, trying to keep her voice low and soothing. "You are very handsome, I did like your fur." she smirked a little at that. "I'd like to measure your feet please." She gestured to his foot, but realized that she needed to show him more. So, she shifted and held up the measuring stick once more and laid it against her foot before gesturing towards him, hoping he'd understand what she wished. He had changed size quite a bit, and she wondered how he contained so much wolf within such a smaller frame.