"Not like this, no," he said softly, letting his hands draw away as he got to what remained of Mitchell's exposed skin. Contact that didn't have intent to harm at the heart of it was completely new for him, particularly with all these very different human senses. He let his hands sit awkwardly at his side playing with the hem of his shirt while he considered the question of his age.
"I ah...that's a complicated question and I don't think I'm prepared to answer it right now, Master." Formality suited him best when he was off guard like this.