"Uh, yeah," Conan quickly mumbled in response, his attempt at salvaging the dig for information he tried earlier. "Yeah, proper and all. He's good at that, whatever, around other people. Get to know him well enough and you don't notice it anymore." Conan certainly didn't notice it. In his case, the pair spent so much time together, they stripped away all preconceived notions to be adults. The responsibilities of the oldest child or the heir just fell away.
It was odd to see the girl so animated when talking about Storm and Conan waffled about trying to address the situation without accidentally embarrassing his friend. "So you don't want to be a white mage? What class are you gonna go for instead?"