*briefly wraps his arms around you before pulling back and frowning at your thumb* What happened? Did you hurt yourself? Was it metal if it was metal I heard mortals need a shot sometimes. Do you need a shot? Was it rusty? I can take you to the MHC?
*looks at your pretty, smiling face and wow your shampoo smells good and wonders if maybe you'd like to have dinner with him and so he blurts out:* I'm not sure we should see each other anymore. *blinks* Oh Dad what I didn't mean to say it like that oh dear.