"I'm flattered that you'd even consider it, Risette, but kind of like you, I'm probably too busy for it. Even if I met someone who really liked me, I'd just be too busy." His smile is a little sad at that, "And I don't want to disappear for years like my Dad did." He shrugs, however, and the smile goes back to normal, "But, that's in the past, and he's gotten a lot better now that he's alive again."

He does not intend to explain that statement.

When Rise hands him the glasses and tells him to put them on, he looks at her for a few seconds, then reaches up to his helmet, undoes the chin strap and pulls it off, revealing a kind, if serious looking, face. It's easy to tell that he's trying to be comforting as he puts the glasses on, covering his black eyes.

"Risette, I trusted you from the second that I was able to really see you. I can tell that you're something special, and if you've dealt with this before, I'll follow your lead on it."

As he pulls open the door to look out, an aura appears around him, crackling and dancing in the air. He looks at her and gives a thumbs up, "Come on, lets get you safe and home."