He blinks at that admission, caught off-guard by her bluntness. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he lets out a laugh and shrugs, finally feeling something akin to embarrassment. He glances down at the ground, kicking at a pebble with the toe of his shoe, drawing some ill-defined lines and shapes in the dirt.
"Ah, well, thanks. I appreciate that. I didn't expect that to come out of your mouth just now, but thanks. I also feel like most people are trying to look younger, you know? Botox and face lifts and whatnot." He pauses, glancing back up at her with a slight squint of suspicion. "Wait a second, are you saying I need to look older because I'm otherwise immature? I believe the term is young at heart, and I am happy to be that way. I'm here, I'm immature, get used to it!" The laugh that follows is an obvious way of showing - he isn't offended. At all.
"Because I like to learn things, and I like to learn about important things, like boobs. That's why. What, a guy can't do some research about stuff that doesn't directly affect him?" He puts a hand to his chest as though mortally offended and hurt. He isn't, but he puts on a good show of acting like it. "It's too bad internet isn't even the vaguest of things here. I mean, we don't even have the electricity to run a computer, let alone the thing itself or the World Wide Web. But duly noted. If I feel the need to do the whole 'dating profile' thing, but like scratched on papyrus or something like the Ancient Egyptians, I'll hit you up."
He reaches up to cover his nose with his hand, pouting underneath it.
"Excuse me for loving myself the way I am!" he protests, matching her humor. The mention of the book, though, gets him to laugh. "That's terrible, but hilarious."
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"Ah, well, thanks. I appreciate that. I didn't expect that to come out of your mouth just now, but thanks. I also feel like most people are trying to look younger, you know? Botox and face lifts and whatnot." He pauses, glancing back up at her with a slight squint of suspicion. "Wait a second, are you saying I need to look older because I'm otherwise immature? I believe the term is young at heart, and I am happy to be that way. I'm here, I'm immature, get used to it!" The laugh that follows is an obvious way of showing - he isn't offended. At all.
"Because I like to learn things, and I like to learn about important things, like boobs. That's why. What, a guy can't do some research about stuff that doesn't directly affect him?" He puts a hand to his chest as though mortally offended and hurt. He isn't, but he puts on a good show of acting like it. "It's too bad internet isn't even the vaguest of things here. I mean, we don't even have the electricity to run a computer, let alone the thing itself or the World Wide Web. But duly noted. If I feel the need to do the whole 'dating profile' thing, but like scratched on papyrus or something like the Ancient Egyptians, I'll hit you up."
He reaches up to cover his nose with his hand, pouting underneath it.
"Excuse me for loving myself the way I am!" he protests, matching her humor. The mention of the book, though, gets him to laugh. "That's terrible, but hilarious."