[He looks a little surprised at the response, eyes widening even from behind his bangs. When he manages, he smiles, looking down a little in embarrassment as a hand unconsciously moves to rub at his own neck.]
Oh, I... Gee. Thanks. Thanks, Mikey.
[It's not like he doesn't think he's bright. He knows he's brilliant, and he doesn't bother trying to be too modest about it. But it's always nice, and a little unexpected, whenever others tell him - whenever Mike tells him that he wants, he likes him with them. It calms his insecurities, even if only for a little while.]
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Oh, I... Gee. Thanks. Thanks, Mikey.
[It's not like he doesn't think he's bright. He knows he's brilliant, and he doesn't bother trying to be too modest about it. But it's always nice, and a little unexpected, whenever others tell him - whenever Mike tells him that he wants, he likes him with them. It calms his insecurities, even if only for a little while.]