She blinked, eyes now green over gold, as he asked his questions. Shoes yes, those would have been a boon as well but she had learned early in this fight to not forsake any minor kindness for want of one missing. She would certainly manage as she must. "The gift is gracious without care for such as shoes," she assured softly. Quite gracious indeed.

Ah, but, "I do not know what a car may be lord, is it your steading?" His home? A caravan even perhaps? Who was she to know, the word had no meaning in those she knew! "If we move slowly I may keep pace."