Aren nodded as Max explained what had transpired with the goat.  The story was certainly something she could see happening to him, though she had hoped that there would have been more to it.  Nadal continued talking to Silvano about there not being a very good chance of finding maidens around the goats, but Aren wasn't paying too much attention to them because Max was currently asking about her work at the smithy, one of her favorite topics.

"It's been going great!" she exclaimed, a smile bursting onto her face.  "We recently got an order for replacement hinges for the gates of the McAuster farm on the other end of town.  Master Lowan has been letting me work on some of them because he says that its good practice because of the fine details that go into it.  Unfortunately, you're right about me not being allowed to help today.  He practically threw me out across the street when I showed up earlier."  Realizing that she had probably descended into rambling, she cut off there with a sheepish look on her face.

Before she could worry too much about how silly she had sounded, Silvano walked up and bowed to her, holding out a hand for... some reason.  Seeing as how she couldn't think of any particular reason for him to hold his hand out like he was, Aren slapped it with her own, a gesture that she had seen her older brothers do with their friends from school and each other on the farm.  Of course, her naivety didn't last for too long, as the way that Silvano, or Silver as he introduced himself, asked for her name made it very clear that he was attempting to flatter her.  Unsure of exactly how to respond to such an approach, Aren responded bluntly with "Arenwen."  Hopefully, he wouldn't make it more awkward than it already was.