[So it's not directed at him, but he looks up from where he's busying himself sorting the (quite impressive) pile of to-be firewood he's collected. Yes, sorting it into neat little piles according to size, because just dumping it all in some corner would be uncivilised. Clearly.]
My, does it really? That's quite the variety of uses. [You'd think this would be said in a sarcastic tone considering their first/last meeting, but no, he's all calm contemplation.]