Autharyx watched wroth open curiosity as Viltez wandered by the clothes before t turning towards the sun again. This time he was prepared, but he could still vividly feel the breeze that ruffled his hosts clothes. He was surprised to find that he looked to join him, but decided to keep to himself, at least for today. His eyebrows went up when Viltez revealed that he'd never even considered it to be a ritual, but he had no trouble answering his smile. 

"There is no need to thank me," he said modestly, though he was actually pleased by the courtesy. "And I wouldn't disregard the importance of paying one's respects to nature. After all, one never knows who or what might be listening. " He didn't mean goods, of course, though his kind had often been revered as such. In his experience it had always been the smaller spirits that showed the most attention to humans, for better or for worse. He hadn't really noticed any so far though, apart from the ones chattering in the top of the trees. Perhaps he was not the only one that had gradually drifted away from the world.