"Gee thanks," He grumbled even before she continued on. Tired did not cut it, but he tried to not think about it. He was doing fine, thankyouverymuch, and doing it all on his own. In all honesty, the treatments were not as bad as he remembered them being. While he did not feel healthy, when did he ever, he did not feel sick either.
He blushed and looked off into the pub when Saskia commented on Nana's looks. Not that he did not agree, but somehow it made him all flustered and nervous. Her next comment had him swinging back around on this emotional yo-yo trick. "Hey......." He protested with a strained smile. "I'm the height of masculinity! Women bow before these glorious curls and puppy eyes." That said, he tried to favor her with the best puppy dog look in his inventory, but it was tempered by a small bit of hurt male pride and his usual joviality. Where the male pride came from, he had not a clue.