"Still hot." Wilson murmured in response to the 'I'm old' comment, smiling as he pressed himself flush to House for a moment. "I don't care that you are older. I was worried...you wouldn't come back at all." It was a fear he had, being in this new universe, and one that was validated every day he heard of someone else losing a loved one.
"Beer is in the fridge, as always." Reluctantly Wilson let go of House and stepped away.