"Just don't get thinking that you're going to fatten me up," Julian teases with a bit of a chuckle. Like in the story of Hansel and Gretel. Though, his boss wasn't some wicked witch. Which meant he was fine in that aspect.
He gives a small smile to the compliment. Not entirely sure on how to really respond to something like that. "Good thing I wouldn't let you let me go, then."