[ Sorry, but that is pretty funny and he chuckles to hear it. Pets his hair to soothe him. ]

He is used to Seeing me as I am, as you cannot. It is like ... touching running water in comparison to feeling the wind blow through a desert, ten times as sensual. He is not yet accustomed to only knowing me and Morgoth that way. You are somewhat ... harder to read, when you are so very much made of flesh and bone, unlike us.

What elves think of the depth of dwarves, he thinks of you. If that helps.