*looks at you and abruptly thinks, almost for the first time, oh my God, you were an Elf* *couldn't possibly explain what prompted that thought with such clarity, but it might be down to your polite, precise non-answers (yea and nay), or the way your gaze seems to at once slice through him and bounce right off* (*Jackie's does that, too*)
*nods slowly, his eyes gone a bit wide and a lot solemn* I'll take care of him. *gets to his feet and brushes himself off rather earnestly, because something about you demands more than those weak, simple words* I promise I will. Actually, I should probably get going... *half-smiles and rubs the back of his neck almost self-consciously* Sorry, I really did kinda barge in on you here, didn't I?