Just a little time for a snack

Eyrún was admittedly torn with how she was supposed to act. Should she grovel before him, and treat him as a deity? He was surely no typical creature, she had long since decided. Hopefully their further interactions would give her some idea of what she should do. "Yes, indeed!" She answered his question a bit too gleefully, her eyes even more wide now at his interest. "We call ourselves the Hjarrandi band. We never stay long in one place." The life that the band provided her was much-needed. Being idle didn't suit her. She needed to be doing something, even if to outsiders that something looked entirely pointless.

Wait... he was a fortune teller? So perhaps he wasn't a deity himself, but a messenger of sorts, bringing signs from the gods above to this mortal plane. That was important in its own right and Eyrún was definitely beyond interested in his company now. "I'd be honored," she admitted, sounding a bit awed at the offer itself. She had no doubt she'd be able to tell right away if he was being honest in his fortune telling ability right away, and she was eager to get started. "Is there anything you need to get started?" She wasn't completely ignorant to how these things went, and would be surprised if he could begin right away.