He'd embarrassed himself, that much was clear. Looking away, he took a sip from his glass. But no, the assessment had been accurate, give or take. Being constantly surrounded by piles of books and away from others would do that. It also didn't help that he quite frequently attached himself to people. First his mother, then Henry, and finally Amadeus. Give or take others in lesser parts.
Giving was the easiest piece of that. Equal measure wasn't even a phrase he had in his dictionary. Taking wasn't his strong suit. "I suppose." Though he had looked away, down to his drink, his voice hadn't really changed. Just a bit more thoughtful now. "I give m-my talents and time for unlife and continued knowledge.."