The reflection of the light in her hair reflected possible Tully features within her, but he kept that to himself as his smile brightened at her actions.

"Did you make this?" He took her crown, looking it over well knowing the answer to his question, "It's very beautiful. Here," He's down on one knee and reaching forward to place the crown back on her head. "A beautiful crown for a beautiful little lady."

He was worried he would frighten her, quietly overthinking everything. Though fortunately all his anger and frustration was dissipating being in her presence.