His mouth is a little cottony after the swig, but otherwise he doesn't think he minds, shrugging at the question, "Sorta used to it, I guess?" For some reason, his mind chooses that moment to remember Kellen is... pretty isn't the word. But neither is galvanic, as much as he wants to tell Kellen that. He forgets the answer to the question for a minute, just watching Kellen's fingers and the way his shirt moves over skin when he shifts, "I'd like to visit other realities first, probably. But..."

He thinks of growing up in Florida, and not seeing snow until he was 12, thinks of his mom pulling him up into her lap, just to hold him, thinks of the first time he figured out magnets, but really, he doesn't want to do them again. "I think, I like new stuff too much. Would rather just have a lot of new firsts sooner, than redo stuff I've already done."