All That Glitters Is Gold

What a sweetheart! He felt his heart swell with joy at her words. "Alright, Bo it is then!" He exclaimed, his grin only growing at her enthusiasm. He couldn't remember spending much time with children before Casper, and now Bowen, but he definitely enjoyed their company more than he expected. It wasn't only because they were close to his size, but something about them was just refreshing - maybe it was their naivety that was refreshing to Sota. The children here seemed to be raised differently than the kids where he came from, and... well, he didn't want to cast any judgements about his home that he thought of so fondly, but this way seemed... different. Better, in certain ways.

He nodded, feigning understanding even if he wasn't entirely sure what she meant by treasure. Not only shiny things, but also special things. Sure, he would work with that. His brows furrowed tightly together in concentration as he listened to her. "That's really neat," he agreed quickly. This concept of treasures - or trophies, as he might call them - was hardly unfamiliar to him. He decided against telling her that the most prized treasures were ones stolen, at least according to his culture. He wouldn't be the one to push a thought on her that could bring her some trouble; he doubted Bowen's parents would appreciate him turning their daughter into a thief. "Can you tell me what you have in it so far, or is it a secret?" He understood if so. Either way, it was time to look for some treasures for her. Waiting to make sure she might follow, he headed slowly in the direction of the falls, limping slightly but moving slowly so he wouldn't strain himself.