He gave her a more elegant bow from the waist than the Fae Queen had gotten, already holding her in far higher esteem than that one, but he held a lot of things in higher esteem as well. He nodded, and put the sword back, having expected a slightly different power. A good blade, but not quite what he needed. He needed something more along the lines of a shotgun or bazooka, not a flamer. He snagged another longsword, and fiddled with it for a moment, before replacing it, and moving down the line, and eventually grabbing the first one, slipping it back onto his back. The armor was reasonable comfortable, something that would only change with familiarity with it.<br/><br/>He took back the PDA, and glanced through it, idly noting that she had even dropped it in a new folder, his wry smile betraying his amusement at the situation. He was in a dragon's lair, talking, while being allowed to raid it as he pleased, while she used magic to manipulate his electronics. No one would believe him back home. Done with weapons and the armor for now, he glanced about, before fiddling with the armor, getting the straps closer to perfect, and glancing at the other armors, seeing if they had bicep and thigh guards he could snag, but none of the other armor's were the same metal as the breastplate, so he discarded the idea. "Well, I think I have everything that your hoard has to currently offer, and thank you again for your generous outfitting. Even if we don't know why I am here, or what I am supposed to do exactly. Guess I will just make it up as I go. Anything else I should know or do before heading up to play uncultured savage for the Fae?"