R's smile was a little sad, but he nodded all the same. He didn't agree, because he knew what he was like - bad tempered, irritating, and with the inability to shut the hell up - and he knew that none of that was enticing to anyone. He felt lucky that so many people had put up with him for so long, and that some of them even were willing to call him a friend.
...shit, he was getting melancholy. Had he remembered to take his meds and potions that morning?
"You truly are talented, Rissa," he said, forcing a grin back to his face. "An absolute marvel."