"I didn't really need to know that, boyo," Cathair drawled. "You're still young. And haven't even made it to university yet." He knew for a fact that women rather liked the mannerly, bookish sort. He'd never had a problem attracting females. But then, he wasn't trying to and seemed to be just as good at putting them off, so he wasn't very good example. For anything.
"Better potatoes than haggis," he shot back playfully. And while they both could likely have fun taking shots at the Welsh, that was a bit too easy.