A frown as he listened to Eva, complimenting someone who seemed to be his complete opposite, because he didn't consider himself to be either strong or brave, let alone honorable. Not when he was face to face with a Runner. Bad enough that one of his childhood friends was one of them, bad enough that he'd been one of them.
A firm shake of his head as he looked away and focused on the screen in front of him. "That isn't me." An idealized version, maybe. What he could've been. "But I'll give you handsome and bratty." And his small smirk was reflected in the screen.