"Poor you," he taunts, though there's a hint of a smile to go with it. Not even meaning to be a dick about it, more self deprecating and being the asshole he is.

Though he arches a brow then, head canting a bit because he can hear those tones and he's not sure he truly understands them right now.

"Yeah maybe. I mean, not like girls here seem like any I've ever known. One kinda but mostly they're... It's really been a lot of years to some of them, hasn't it?" He's had some say it to him, but it's hard to accept. Hell, even that year between him and Vasquez is hard to deal with.