[Listen, she'll take the matted, dirty wool collected from a troublemaking, giant ram creature and turn it into the nicest, coziest coat a gatherer in the coldest reaches of the world could ever ask for. This stuff is pristine by comparison.]

Mm, of course! I will handle it with care. [A pause, as she pinkens a bit and bows her head.] Apologies if I...if that was a bit much. I'm used to working very hard or spending far too much to find something half as nice to work with.

[And this is why you level your gatherers, kids]