He’s so ridden with an itch that he can’t scratch and it was the foul mood he was obviously pitting against her although he’ll admit that her responses to holding her ground were enough to keep him CONTENT. A sigh left him. “The kitchen sink, many, many cups of water just to take a bath and I hate water—–” Distance and he stopped inching closer, his goal to patronize her was done but he merely folds his arm across his chest, giving her a strange look. Somehow he feels that she’s not older than him but by not much. How…. odd. “You’re new to MY world so others would refer to you as such and I was being an ass, it was a JOKE—– I don’t know my actual age, now that I really….. think about it—-”
his simple act of patronizing had simply irked her -- there was no denying that fact. gaze remained fix on his body after she returned to a reasonable distance, almost preparing for another comeback as his hands crossed && simply being rendered flabbergasted at his confession. “ Well it seemed awfully serious to ME... “ crosses arms in response while averting gaze -- feeling rather embarrassed as well perhaps; only to be looking back at the last of his words. something had changed, mood turning almost .. sad. yet at the same time such emotions were hard to feel or express, body only changing and loosing the things that once labelled her human; but their link was there and it wasn’t hard to tell something began weighing on his mind. almost like instinct, a hand rested on his shoulder while eyes rested upon his with concern and care; completely different from what he had witnessed before. “ but no matter how old you might be, that doesn’t change who you are. you’re alive and well aren’t you? “ .