It might hold some truth when it came to the elves of his own world, for his people were both quite tall and were usualy not bothered by the cold unless it became truly freezing outside. The cat to get's a smile from him and he crouches down a bit to offer her his hand before scratching her lightly behind her ears.

The gift leaves him with a loss of words for a few moments and he get's a little misty eyed at it even. It is far more than he ever could have asked for from his friend and he considers it neither plain nor rudimentary for it. "Thank you, my friend... this is one of the greatest gifts that have ever been given to me." He reaches out to place a reverent hand on the prosthetic. "It is a marvelous piece of craftmanship and you have my most heartfelt thanks for it."

It is more than just something, he'd say. While he is rather an expert at navigating life with only one hand by now there are quite a few things that are still difficult for him and a gift like this would make those things far easier to do now. "My friend... I do not think I can ever thank you enough for this. I do not think I have the words necessary to express how much this means to me."