He had no idea either, he had planned on going back to his room and continuing his work. But he would not lie and say speaking with her was not a better idea.
"Perhaps, but then again, genetics and anatomy are not my forte. Perhaps I could ask Miguel about it." It was more the rain that worried him, something that could cause items and people to age.
A small grin came over his face as she spoke. A very small flash of red coloring his cheeks at her admission.
"That's good, I am glad you have been able to connect with people you have not seen in a while. Maybe there is a little light in this dark situation. And children can that way sometimes, 'tiny adults.'" That comment made him chuckle softly. He found it adorable. "So.. How is your BINCS... Patches, correct? Not giving you any problems, is she?"