That wasn't satisfaction curling in his gut at the mortal's approval of his appearance. He didn't have emotions so it couldn't possibly be. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was making his stomach feel strange and fluttery.

Maybe he was hungry.

Though he didn't smile, his expression still softened as he tucked his free hand behind his back and inclined his head to acknowledge her compliment.

"They are suitable for many purposes," he replied, not aware the polite thing would be to thank her for her kind words, but clearly trying to pleasant. "Since the map proved correct, this venerable one will now go and obtain a tattoo."