[Fenris blinks and is the one now to flush some, his cheeks warming under the returned praise. Kind and just are not words he would hear about himself, perhaps it was different here because his distaste for mages was not so deeply at the forefront with how he understood magic to be different in different worlds, where everything wasn't on the brink of war and lives were constantly on the line...

But he finds his stomach does a little flip.]

I see. You're words are very flattering in return. I've rarely received such high praise, knowing how honest and unflinching you are, I know.. you would not speak them idly.

[A pause, his expression softer than normal.]

Thank you.