"No. I was raised by women so I've learned to pick up on stuff like that" He replied with a shrug of her shoulders. He was thankful to have been raised by his mother, grandmother, and his mother's best friend because it made him a much better person, he thought. Growing up around them helped him understand women more than the average guy and it came in handy sometimes. "And I just get it. I get the fear of people like that finding out what you are" He went on as he watched her. They seemed to be on the same page with a lot of things, which he liked.
"Delight. Huh" He commented with a nod of his head. He wasn't expecting that as an answer and the idea of desensitization to delight sounded kind of depressing but if she said it wasn't as bad as it sounds then he would take her for for it. "Anger" He replied as he put his arm on the back of the couch while he turned more towards her.
"That's my trigger. Things really explode when I get angry. Like this one time in Storybrooke? My other world little sister decided to go to a movie with a guy that no one trusted so I went with them to keep a look out for her. The guy mind warped me and made me go see another movie. By the time I came out of it, they were no where to be found. Let's just say someone had a huge mess to clean up after I booked it out of there before I could get in trouble"
He got angry again just thinking about it not angry enough to make something explode by accident.