He giggles at the blatant flattery, the sound seeming to go in circles around Felix's own shadow at his feet. Like he's swimming in excited circles in that darkness like an eager fish.

"Let us be on our way, then! We can speak more on these Vigilants as we go. Do they employ magicks? Weaponry? Wards?" He just expects Felix to know this right off the top of his head, of course. It's HIS world, after all.