He snorted. "You better not. Some women would kill to inherit those," he replied dryly. He picked up another fry and took a bite, trying to find another thread of conversation to cover. School, hobbies, grades had all been discussed. Likes and dislikes. Parts of the future. There was a lot he could still ask but the problem was knowing. A few hints here and there were all right but he didn't want to expect when he could live it.
"As long as you have a little more of your mama in you, you'll be all right, kid," he replied, shrugging.