The difference in size made up part of his generalized awkwardness. He was still holding onto the hope of growing taller. But as she traced her fingers over his, it tickled. A corner of his mouth quirked as the knee-jerk reaction to pull his hand back was ignored, his gaze watching her features before looking back down at their hands.

"What, those?" He remembered those marks well. Some of them were recent dings from all of the crafting on the prosthetic tail fin. He never really noticed them until she pointed them out, but she sounded excited for some reason. A sheepish laugh escaped him. "I wasn't being very careful there-- "

He blinked. Good fortune? As sardonic as his tone could have sounded, he was curious. "...W-where did you hear that?"