Honestly, the way he rolls along with everything she says so easily makes it so much easier to talk to him. Alice is a lot of things, but certainly not a social wunderkind. Not to mention she can be so rough around the edges. But all of that seems to glide right off Sven like water off a duck's back.

It's refreshing. It feels surprisingly easy. Maybe one day she'll actually manage to tell him she appreciates that. You know, once she gets over herself.

But for now, that last sentence just manages to get him a bit of A Look.

(It actually seems relatively amused by Alice standards for Looks. The corners of her lips are so close to tugging up. Almost there.)

"A stitch in your side? I didn't take you for such an old man. Should I be calling you Father William?"