She blinked, face coloring faintly as he spoke before he said her age. Then her...her height? It started off as a snort, ringing in her ears as she presseda fist to her mouth, shoulders shaking with the effort to contain herself. Tears trickled from her eyes again, and before either of them knew it she was laughing, pushing herself to sit upright next to him. It took several minutes for her to stop, a hand pressed to her chest as she gasped for air, tears streaming.

"Oh...Oh my God...*gasp* Hahaha, oh...oh it hurts...my face hurts..." she whined, mouth stuck in a wide smile, eyes squinting and red-rimmed as she groped in the air and finally grabbed his shoulder, dropping her head against it while she laughed and hiccuped helplessly.

It was simply too absurd. Here she was, crying, consoled by one of the most emotionally immovable people the place had to offer, and when asked for some kind of revelation about herself, he described her age and height in with everything else?

"P-pretty...Pretty Boy...You..." she choked on a laugh, raised her head and stared at him, smile relaxed enough to be fond instead of hysterical. "You don't know how wonderful you genuinely are. I really want to be there the day you finally let everything go."