Rolf made an amusing squawking sound as he was nipped. But then the words sunk in, and he blinked owlishly at Dennis. "Huh?" he said, having no real idea that perhaps a bunch of people found him hot. So instead of following that somewhat confusing line of thought, he went with the humorous route. "You don't find me devastatingly hot? I'm wounded, wounded!" he declared with over the top dramatics meant o detract from the fact he didn't understand how they could put him in that catagory anyway. He'd never been good at accepting compliments; it was, perhaps, all his early years spent with parents who rarely ever doled them out. He grinned and buffed Dennis on the shoulder. "Just kidding."
He smiled. "You'll have a grand time visiting all those places, I know you will," he said. Dennis would have a good time almost anywhere, though, and he hoped to be able to point him to places he'd especially enjoy. He grinned. "Good. Cheering up was the plan, and it is succeeding!"