Leave it to Vette to find beauty in the most unlikely of places. She smiled up at him, already shrugging her way out of her coat so that she could carry it in her arms, and nodded.

"I'm fine with being spoiled," she informed him, taking to that path with enthusiasm (and possibly making a silly face or two at the cows as they passed them by), pausing every now and again to take a better look whenever the path afforded them a good view. "I mean... It's easy to be fond of what you've shown me."

Even the castle, for all of its ominous twisting horror. Even the looming beast. The shadow was adventure, to be experienced as a free Twi'lek, without constant reminders that she hadn't always been, and that those near to her still weren't.

That meant a lot.

"So," she added, grinning. "Are we fishing, then?"