Gog slowly shifted back into his troll shape, eventually having the cat sitting in his arms when he was finished changing. He gently set the feline on his feet and stared down at him. He really was furry. The girl said it was okay, so Gog, with his large hands, placed it on the feline's arm and gently, as gently as he could, petted him. For a troll, he was surprisingly able to use his hands and fingers for delicate things when needed. 

"Kitty is soft." He grinned from ear to ear, his huge teeth gleaming in the sunlight. He looked around at everyone, pleasure swirling around in his big eyes. "Sorry." He took his hand away after petting for too long. His purple shaded skin seemed to take on a glow.

Lia wondered if that was when he blushed. It was kind of cute to see a troll get embarrassed. It was the last thing you'd expect of one.

Gog listed to the girl talking about her books. His face grew sad, and he shook his head. "Books lie. Lie a lot." He shook his head some more, feeling sorrow in his heart. "Nice troll. Most troll nice." Trolls were like most species. There could be a bad one, but that did not mean they were all bad.

"Magical binding?" Forgetting his sorrow, he looked at the kitty. "Ah.. quest? Trolls like quests. We on quest, too."

Lia nodded. "That's right. We are off to see the Troll Elder, to borrow an amulet." She glanced down at her stomach. A lot had happened since she met Gog and she had learned a lot as well. "Trolls do not do magic, but maybe Elder Troll will know someone who could help you?" She looked at Gog. The troll shrugged, which looked like a comical action on him.

"Troll Elder might know where we find magic. Is book good or bad?"

"I think he means what will happen if the book opens? Something good or something bad?"