Eh, she probably just thinks he looks like a shlub, which has always been true. It's just that now he looks like an extra short and scary shlub. That said, her question pretty much stops him in his tracks, anxiety rising in his chest. He'd been so startled by her arrival he almost forgot.

"I..." he starts, and then fumbles. "I'd already kinda known I would..." He trails off again. That isn't right either. He tucks his hands in his pockets and moves over to the window, staring outside from beneath his hood.

"I don't remember feeling like this."