Reigirn inspects the gentleman for a moment before firmly nodding to him. Mid-nod he ponders his answer, his teeth gritting as the gentleman's choices echo about within his thoughts. As his head bobs back up from the nod, he looks back at the gentleman slipping a shy smile and mildly shaking his head. He simply states, "Why sir, I am flattered by your enthusiam, but I am no more different nor colorful than those who walk this bazaar. I do not seek anything, for I am content as I am". His hand slightly twitches, as he restrains a tightening fist, yet regardless, his teeth and lips tighten at his last sentence. He blinks and releases a calm exhale through his nose, before looking kindly back at the gentleman, awaiting his response with that same personally-detested shy smile.