[ Urk. That's just so creepy, okay?? Talk about ruining the moment. The messed up thing is that Angel's pretty cute, too, but now she's gone and put that idea in his head and hey, what if somehow she's right? Like, he's pretty sure he's only 26, but science is capable of a whole lot where they're from, so...

Anyway, it's not like he can say for sure who he is. Just who he isn't. Not super helpful. He makes an uncomfortable noise in his throat, maybe drowned out by the deep boom of a firework but maybe not. ]

Ngh—look, Angel, you—we've been over this, right? I mean, I'm, I'm glad you're... y'know, here? Being... Doing you, you know, but...

[ Oh, he doesn't know what the hell he's saying. He bites a chunk off the popsicle in a flare of pique and freezes his brain immediately. ]

...oww.