Miniver bats playfully at Henn's hands when she ruffles his hair, then curls back up and offers a very heartfelt smile back to Michelle.
"I understand. I um... kind of... have similar problems with girls a lot. Not... not that I mean I'm presuming to know why... you... but..." He fidgets with his hair a bit. "I look old, but I got too good a memory for some things. I get it. It's okay, kiddo. You don't gotta like me. You don't even gotta want to know me. Just um... thanks for being so um... brave enough to even listen to me like this. I hope you find a place to call home, kiddo. I really do. And I know you got someone who's gonna keep you safe now."