He nods, and he isn’t the kind of person to hide the association either.

“Lark’s the one who changed me, so yeah,” he says with a quick grin. He won’t focus on the promise or try to reassure her; no way to do that than by not causing her trouble. And given how little he’s seen her wreaking havoc, he doesn’t really see why he would.

“Glad to hear it. I’ll still answer questions, though.”

He reaches over for another piece of fruit.

“What’s your world like? I’m guessing… less technology and science?” He holds up a hand. “I’m fine being wrong.”