[He's patient, which means that eventually, she accepts that he's not... faking it. He's just offering her this delicate little paper bird he made, and carefully, she reaches out to take it, holding it gently in her own palms so she can admire it.

... A good home? With her?]

I'll... do my best! [To keep it warm. To keep it safe.]

Thank you very much! It's so beautiful... I'll definitely treasure it!

[As for a name... she knows better than anyone just how precious names are. To faeries, they're synonymous with purpose. So if she thinks of it that way, this little guy's name should be...]

Um... I'm not good with names, but maybe... Gareth? [Her first gift, and her first knight.]