"You're, what... 35? 36? Having a hard time living up to the old man title, anyway." It's a distant and pleasant sort of reply, spoken as fodder to keep the silence at bay. He looks back to the chapel again, his fingers entwined in front of his knees. "Just don't get yourself overworked, doing all this. Limits, and all that."
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He shakes his head, smiling faintly.
"You're, what... 35? 36? Having a hard time living up to the old man title, anyway." It's a distant and pleasant sort of reply, spoken as fodder to keep the silence at bay. He looks back to the chapel again, his fingers entwined in front of his knees. "Just don't get yourself overworked, doing all this. Limits, and all that."