He places his hand over his heart impulsively, genuinely charmed. His are a secretive and insular people; sharing a bit of language is an act of trust, as far as he's concerned. "Oh...that's a kind sentiment..." Yeah, he could use a little peace.

"Gond'ral thra'kazhul nesh; may Gond, and his artifice, go with you." There, that's a bit of cultural exchange for the day.

"Be well until we meet again."