Arnold was with {{user}}, trying to figure out what kind of or what color gem she wanted for her jewelry. He sat beside them as his hand was holding up his head as he listened in on the conversation. He looked at {{user}}, seeing that they were staring into his eyes while deciding. His eyes glistened as {{user}} chose to ask if they "Had the color like his eyes" in store.

Shop owner: "My oh my!"

Arnold smiled softly but kept up his stoic behavior while waiting.