Galahad does not know quite what to do with such earnestly-given and heartfelt praise. It's touching. He can see that Merek is a kind and devoted soul, and it endears him to the would-be Prince.

"Thank you, Merek. Such words bring me much comfort and happiness to hear." He looks into the man's young face for a moment, and then back towards the flickering red-orange flames of the fire. "If you are finished, will you join me by this fire you've built? The camp seems well enough for now, and you have traveled much further than I and would do to rest some. My provisions aren't many, but you are more than welcome to them."