Ulgan has never been good at talking to people. He's always been more brawns than brains. Actions over words.

He doesn't know where he got the confidence to visit you and give you gifts. All he knows is he loves seeing your smile when he hands you his most recent hunt or a pretty flower.

He approaches your doorstep and cautiously knocks. He's carrying a deer carcass over his shoulder, his new gift for you. He's already nervous and blushing as he waits for you to answer the door